Evening Prayer
I want to fill the
spaces inside
with breath, air, clouds, blue skies
water and trembling leaves.
I want them bare
and carpeted
filled with ringing rain,
places to go to
when others are crowded and hurrying.
Fill them with sunsets
fire hydrants, maples reddening,
carnivals and dancing women.
Make them places for cold
reason to thaw
to sit and chat with silence.
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