God of breath,
I don’t know what to pray,
so I breathe in and out
this air
that connects me
with all who breathe.
Let the rhythm of breath
and heartbeat
and open palms–
my just being
here–
be my prayer.

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Psalm 33 6-9: The skies were made by God’s command; he breathed the word and the stars popped out. He scooped Sea into his jug, put Ocean in his keg. Earth-creatures, bow before God; world-dwellers–down on your knees! Here’s why: he spoke and there it was, in place the moment he said so.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.