by Zellie Quin
Prayer, it does ascend
Up from the mind into the air
Through the highest cumulus
In an orange dusky sky
And higher still, like a tailed comet
Out of earth’s realm of spiraling starlights
Into the deep of space,
And past a jeweled galaxy
With stars like sapphires, rubies, emeralds, and diamonds
Where a nebulous cloud, a violet mountain
Births, explodes new stars forth
A factory place, a sandcastle of space
And higher still
To the top of the highest Universe
That second sky
Prayer it ascends
Swift as a star flicker
To God’s ear
An ear pressed close to the keyhole
Of that other kingdom’s door
And God’s Spirit reaches forth,
Heaven descends,
To companion the soul
That prays.
