A Prayer

Today I pray to be like
the butterfly whose trail is often
scattered and loopy
but whose vibrant colors never fade.
Today I pray to be like
the bud of springtime flowers who
now waits patiently for growth to come
trusting she will know the time to bloom.
Today I pray to be like
the child who is content to stand silently
present and chilled
just to catch snowflakes on her tongue.

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