After a day of watching noisy crowds all day yesterday, I wrote the above 10 lines as one of many "10 lines" I've written since the beginning of the Lenten Season. I post them on my Facebook page. This morning, a person I respect commented that he read my "prayers" and added, "If it were up to me, I would gather them into a collection But that's just me."
I thought about that word prayer. I thought my 10 lines more poetry than prayer. But then I read these lines from Bodmin Hermit on Twitter: "The heart of prayer is not to be found in the recitation of many words but in opening ourselves to a different level of consciousness which the Christian tradition calls the contemplative mind, or the mind of Christ."