I want to learn how to pray.
A simple mind
trusting in a single light
that you can't see with open eyes

I am led in myriad directions by flashes in the haze
Paths lit up for a second
Pale lights illuminating so many words

Where is the single light?
Where is the ground?

I am a hazy figure reaching through walls
I float over the earth and I cannot plunge my fingers into wet soil.
My thoughts are abstract,
I cannot reach into the soil and grasp specifics.

A single light in a single moment, illuminating one place,
And my hands gripping earth

A word that shoots into the heart and rocks you, reverberates in your ribcage

A light that shines not on the path ahead but bursts from my heart to show me I can walk

You see yourself lit up and it illuminates everything.
I have to trust that you can see me,
When I can't see myself and I can't see you.

I have to trust that you are there shooting sounds into my heart,
And I will try to listen.

Lay your pens down
Push your papesr aside
Rest your cell's charge
And cease your finger pride

Now ease your thoughts
Relaxing your mind's courts
As I ask you in verse
To kneel
Your third eye
Your soul
And seer in your reveal
In comprehension to prayer
Of poetical readers
Who see us dear

May we ink in truth
To verse in veracity of ideals
Penning influence's tooth
To readers of our halls
Who peruse here to escape
With harboured thoughts in their falls
Find release
Inking in colours we collaborate

As we divine the mysteries of life
In the glory of observance of strife
May our devotion through human restraint
Be the blessings we can learn to paint
For our selection being here
Is reasons to connection
We chosen few
Are morning words to our reading crew
The daily sentences to their life's choices
And nightly thoughts through spoken voices

As long as we breath at the end of our word
We give thanks by expressing our heard
So let us go forth
To spread lines true in our pens
And let the ink in our veins be our clense

Bless the earth underfoot
the breeze on my neck
the still dawn
the open sky
the feather fall
the beetle climb
the crow call
the swift fly
the cloud drift
the rising sun
the golden field
the river run
the grass seed
the ripe plum

Bless this breath
this body
this good earth
this new day

To make my heart abode, he pulled me out of untrodden road even before the world was made!…..


She activated spirituality in and over her life to brood
And wished to work on plans and purposes of God, holding her solitude….

Rise up and Form an Unshakable attitude that God mirrors through you, where unwavering confidence would gather too!


Prayer needs to be constant, force yourself to wake from what’s stagnant…. As on earth my assignments demand accomplishment, helps me stand independent

I choose to live and dwell in his purpose,
For my breath is his purchase…O his love is reckless and his gifts are countless

Do not sit in shame….quench your earthly flame…for his love fights till you’re found leaves the ninety nine and delivers all your needs just in time…..just in time…

it is a slow awakening
that i crave
i thought i wanted you to fill me
with understanding
but lord, treat me with care
touch me in small ways
i know i have built a dam
to keep you out
but i have been drowning for so long
that i cannot tell help
from harm

Esther Krenzin

Being inside of you
arouses my creative impulse
why do I neglect this ingress
and its ecstasy?

Beings of light how shall I make this day?
Oblivion calls me
But i do not wish for it.
Can you free me from its grasp?
What ways shall I find that will spare me from it?
What can I do to sway its force?
Can you give me a sign?
Or a means?
That I might stay whole this day...