Printer Friendly

Praying into the equidistance.

Praying Into the Equidistance

 You must learn to say prayers
 that become time travelers,
 prayers that can trumpet past
 a guilty conscience, past our attics
 of guess and superstition.

 You must find a way to enter
 into the flash of nerve processes
 that blink like road signs in the mind
 and see the world from the core
 of what makes them tick.

 You must pray past the mantra
 and beads, past the guru, the priest,
 the sounds of little bells, the wonder
 of fire, the clean repetition of air
 rushing in and out of your lungs.

 You must find a way to turn the inner
 citadel of the soul into a thing
 of light, then follow it above, beyond
 and through the merchandise
 of matter, the clatter of regret,

 the distractions doubt brings on its
 frail but deadly wings. You must
 coax the ego and id to follow; lead
 them like lambs into the mystery,
 and let them graze until they're full.

Fredrick Zydek lives in Omaha, Nebraska His most recent books are Tacopachuk: The Buckle) Poems (Winthrop, 2004) and Dreaming on the Other Side of Time (Holmes House, 2004).
COPYRIGHT 2004 Sojourners
No portion of this article can be reproduced without the express written permission from the copyright holder.
Copyright 2004, Gale Group. All rights reserved. Gale Group is a Thomson Corporation Company.

Article Details
Printer friendly Cite/link Email Feedback
Title Annotation:Poetry
Author:Zydek, Fredrick
Article Type:Poem
Geographic Code:1USA
Date:Jun 1, 2004
Previous Article:Can't buy me love: why the language of the marketplace shouldn't rule our moral and political thinking.
Next Article:The past interrupted: I contemplated motherhood well aware that at many points the line between private matters and public affairs was faint and...

Related Articles
The Car in the Snow.
Colored Sprinkles.
Tom, Tom, the Piper's Son: reading while having fun.
Exploring poetry: the reading and writing connection.
Metered meditation: a writer takes poetic license with her prayer life.
What poetry means to me: inside the mind of a young reviewer.

Terms of use | Copyright © 2018 Farlex, Inc. | Feedback | For webmasters