Posts Tagged ‘bread’


his daily bread is prayer

he comes in, orders a glass of cold water

sit’s at the same table

a sip moistens thin lips

eye lids close

shut out life

elbows are placed

in grooves made by cracked red skin

as slowly, thin veined leaves

touch each other

and the world stops

as another world opens of surreal serenity

where the passion is peace

he prays for a minute, an hour

until he is finished

and ready to be

reunited with the living