Poetry

“A poet is someone who can pour light into a cup, then raise it to nourish your beautiful parched holy mouth” ~ Hafiz

~ School Prayer ~
by Dianne AckermanIMG_1376
In the name of the daybreak
and the eyelids of morning
and the wayfaring moon
and the night when it departs,

I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred,
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder,
as an architect of peace.