Slo Prayer’s

“It is hard to learn to live without crisis

Old me would flee

Back into the arms of old purpose

Always on the run from 

The even odds I ever wanted

Today I walk a different path

Distilled to sit with it

Be slow, predictable, bored

Cooling it

Today I am fueled by

Not ablaze with”

It became like a spell X was crafting, praying tell could make real what she was drafting.