How can I pray for anything 
when there are masses 
starving 
murdering 
diseased 
and 
oppressed? 
How can I humbly ask anything for me
or even for one that I love 
who may be 
hungry 
hateful 
sick 
or 
stuck?
 
How?

In knowing the 
everywhereness 
of the One 
Who is in all 
that can be 
seen 
heard 
and 
touched. 
That is the Power that receives my tiny prayer, 
insignificant as it may seem to me, 
and expresses joy in my seeking 
by breathing 
sustenance into emptiness 
love into hate 
life into death 
hope into fear – 
taking my little prayer 
to the ends of the earth 
and 
to everything that is near.