Prayer Jar

Poetry a glass jar tied with a ribbon on earthy ground

A piece of pulped wood
charcoal smudged
with fervent fingers
a primal prayer imprinted
and burnt in a flash of flames
ashes ashes
they float like dust moats
momentarily suspended
till a gust of wind
send them scattering
far and wide
far and wide

the air swirls with prayers
an open jar
never full
never full

 Does anybody hear them?
…Does anybody hear
Them?






Published by Rafia Bilkis

Someone just like you— living the living. My heart a portal of Words.

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