Thursday, July 5, 2012

Wind Prayer

Come speak healing.
Paint its path in the sand.
Pain has me between its teeth
tearing through flesh and bone.

Sing your ancient songs
across my spirit to raise
me from the dust I cry in.

I am small in the mountain sky.
My voice barely reaches
the air beyond my lips.

Wind, carry my prayer
to ears who need to hear.
May this blanket I lie on
soon become my healing bed.


©Susie Clevenger 2012
Written for New World Creative Union Wednesday Wake-Up Call 4.07.12

14 comments:

Monty Wheeler said...

whoa. . .susie :) love how you bring out how small and fragile we really are in the bigger picture surrounding us. we'd like to think ourselves immortal; however. . .

Monty

Chasing Tao said...

Quite lovely Susie, thanks so much for this beautiful composition! And, I really resonated to these lines too:

"Sing your ancient songs across my spirit to raise me from the dust I cry in."

Metta,
Roger ☺

Fred Rutherford said...

Really a nice job Susie. Love the poetry that this piece helped bring about. Very neat. Thanks

Peter Wilkin said...

A beautiful/harrowing whisper of a plea that, through simplicity, gives your poem such strength. I felt the spirits listening as I read it; imagined the Shamans guiding you on a journey of healing. Wonderful write.

Steve Piper said...

Very well done, totally in the feel of it.

sheila said...

I like this Susie. It is very spiritual.

Mama Zen said...

Oh, lovely!

Ben Ditty said...

Incredible :)

Ron said...

Oh, now this is poetry; this is real prayer. Great writing Ms Clevenger.

Natasha Head said...

Susie...you have such a way with words that is all you...this is just fantastic...and I do hope you're feeling better! Caught your post, but time has been limited...sending light, love and healing thoughts your way!!!

Charles Miller said...

This is a wonderful prayer in the tradition of the Beauty Way. I used that poem as an epigraph to my unpublished poems. It is a powerful notion to lonk beauty, art,mand overall physical well-being. Your poem really captures that spirit beautifully.

beccagivens said...

I particularly like the last stanza ... meditative and healing!! Happy weekend! :)

Helen said...

... may the blanket you lie on become the healing bed.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is so beautiful, Susie, and I hope those prayers do help raise you from your healing bed. I especially love "I am so small in the mountain sky."