Do not doubt that tears are prayer,
that laundry is prayer,
that calling a friend for help is prayer.
Watch how a tree prays: trailing branchlets through the wind,
and sinking down, down, down to nameless sources,
and reaching up, up, up to nearly eternal Source.
Watch how a dog prays: playing when it’s time to play,
and sleeping in the sun when it’s time to sleep in the sun,
and cuddling up for connection and expression of love.
Lilies, field, allusions.
Back to center.
Be the prayer.