morning prayer

March 21st, 2013 Comments Off

I am somewhere
between the black and the bright.
Dewy earth between my toes,
I face ahead.

May this morning wind
carry me to you,
released, and releasing still.
And may my amen be
the only prayer on my tongue.

Where am I?

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