I pray for
every thought of those
who comes across
my mind
turns into a prayer
For in haste,
I forgot to utter
the proper prayer
For in haste,
just silence
from me
For in haste,
the world spins
and you feel
forgotten and
left behind
So I pray,
for every thought
like this,
to be intended
like a prayer
praying nothing
but, goodness.
If a thought is all
I could offer
Then dear God,
accept my
every thought
like a prayer.
Oh who am I kidding? I wrote a post previously on the importance of mobility. But going further than that, it is the social encounters that make up the foundation of human experience living under this same canopy we call earth and sharing this home alongside others. To the first moment babies acquaint themselves with the world, having the first touch, hearing the sounds of a laughter, whimper, sigh, silent smile, and modelling on the external world to distinguish safety from danger, right from wrong, norms from exceptions. It is the everyday social experiences of walking out on the streets and seeing people doing their own thing - the mother reprimanding the child, the young man awkwardly fishing his pockets at the entrance of the bus, a fragile old woman taking her time to walk up the stairs, the sound of aggressive haggling at the market. And then there are those two close friends insisting they each want to pay the bill for the other, a group of boisterous teenagers disrupting your ...
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