Prayer

I will walk
Barefoot
Over the coals
Of my fears
And pass
Bare
Through the broken glass
Of my doubts
I will wrestle open-handed
With the vipers
Of my past
And look
Open-eyed
Into the blinding light
Of possibility
I will stand
Strong
In the storm
Of the unknown
I will see
With the eyes
Of the gods
And reach
With the hands
Of the angels
To find you.

- Jen 12-08-98

To find myself.

- Jen 2003