What if all of our words were prayers?
How would you choose to take shape if you were all that is?
Would you take the form of water?
Would you become earth?
Would you blow like the wind?
Would you cast shadow as a cloud?
Would your light contrast upon the darkness?
Would you flicker like stars?
Would you grow reaching for the sky?
Would you soar as an eagle?
Would you swim?
Would you walk?
Would you stand?
Would you feed and be fed?
Would you be born so as to die?
How would you choose to take shape if you were all that is?