Prayer

by Isaac Weil
Poetry

Let the rain burst upon the roof, let it seep into dreams, let the wind
sweep the landscape into barren concrete, a bare foot clinging to wet
ground, let the rain reduce to droplets on the awning lip in bare light,
let it simplify, bead to transparent simplicity, let the droplets fall in
rhythm, contemplative, in their considered time, let them softly hollow
pebbles, let the rain snap the bare light through an open window, the
opera flutter of a cat’s tail against a leg, let the rain crinkle, let it not
distract, let it gather in stillness on the asphalt, let it remodel the world
in droplets, let it still, let it distill, let it instill, let it be still.

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