iPRAY

I think of this everyday 
of smile & beauty that
projects the free caresses of divinity; swaying my thoughts left to right — 
back & forth as i once pushed it to the digital wind to help me transport
my prayers to you. 

In the dark quiet time 
when I set sail my inner wounded child 
to the current of time… 
I see collection of your image — 
noticing your face breaks in smile welcoming me to your forbidden 
Throne of Grace.

I try smashing through these walls
raised with bricks & iron bars 
to reach you and relay thoughts 
of undoings but reality…
stacks up its odds against me 
with certainty of false affection to come.