If the divine is anything,
the divine is ocean,
All tagged prayer
Eagle Poem by Joy Harjo
To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
I come into the presence of still water.
The Lily By Mary Oliver
…or, maybe,
it says nothing at all
but just stands there
with the patience
of vegetables
and saints…