Peace (a prayer)

I stand small under the sweeping licorice sky

And her curious stars

Beneath the orange moon upon the shore

My body a beacon to broken souls

The stress of everyday

The stress of having a heartbeat 

Of loving my enemies 

Washes from me 

As water soaks in my pores and cleans my feet

I am baptized in each wave 

My arms wide to the wind

Head held high

Mouth agape

I praise the Creator of all

O how magnificent 

O how I sing Your praise

For a way out of no way

For a window to crawl through 

A doorway to pass under

A dollar for my fare

What a mighty way my journey has been

You carried me in the crook of Your arm

Now I rest peacefully 

In the bend of Your ease

You be my peace

You be my comfort

My answer 

My rock

Paper 

Scissors

My everything 

My peace 

My peace

My peace

My peace be You

Be the calm between my ears

Be chamomile 

Be jasmine 

Be my rest in the busy of a New York night

You be my guide

My money

My healer

My bread come supper time 

Glory

Glory

Glory be unto You

Unto You 

You give me rest

Deliverance 

Love

You give me light

Peace

Ease