{Prayer}

God told me
to pray

so I sat
in my camp chair
and

studied
the fire
growing
and throwing
sparks
like fireworks

I sat
in my camp chair
and

saw the stars
pushing off
the clouds
refusing ignorance
of the earth
beneath

I sat
in my camp chair
and

regarded
small bright eyes
watching me
from behind a bush
both of us
curious
both of us
scared

I sat
in my camp chair
and
observed
in vague despair
as my fire
receded to
embers then coals
then a soft red

God told me
to pray
so I watched
her world
spin around me.