A way

DELVING

Friday, November 22, 2024
(By: Karla Wagener)

Watching flowers bloom.
Not doing anything .
Fruits are ripening.
Crickets sing.

The air is still,
The sounds of distant cars,
The dogs that bark,
Calls from a lark.

So far away from
Bombs and war,
Starvation, killing,
Rapes, damage and more.

It's out of our hands
We don't discern a way
Yet we suffer and feel
So we incessantly pray.

There have been signs
Through history's encounters;
Testimony in events of
The universe's great powers.

It is within our reach!
So we do what we can.
And believe fervently
There will open up a way.
So we absorb and perceive,
Proceeding more than ever    

To listen and persistently pray.