Mediatation:
My Spirit teethered to my soul
hoovers overhead like a ghetto-bird
omniscent view of my body
piercing view of my mind
dreaming about five star lobbies.
Slowly close my eyes
peer into the sky
searching the blue space
for a brief escape
panoramic view
this place is askew
is this morning view on my face
no its emotional condensation
accumulated from much prayer
and contemplation.
Rip:
Our father who art in heaven,
we thank you for the human connection.
Give us this day our daily bread,
sustain our bodies to face adversities while the world pounces on our heads.
Forgive us our trespasses,
because sometimes I can’t give to myself.
As we forgive those who trespass against us,
because without you there is no way out.
Lead us not into temptation,
because of grace and freedom there is enough out there for us.
But deliver us from evil,
because as your children of God trying to get our niche filled we spill blood.
Thank you for giveness.
For thine is the kingdom,
the one in heaven we all aspire to.
The power,
that none of us poses our own.
And the glory,
all of which belongs to the heavens.
In Jesus name I pray
Amen.
