Grace and Peace to you.
The poet gives you a little stone to stand on,
a ledge, a moment of the world or your own mind
to notice, to ground yourself in,
and from there to leap
maybe to another stone, a similar noticing,
maybe to another star, the light you are made of,
or a beauty pouring itself into you,
or maybe just leap all the way to God.
When you are praying
the smallest thing
can be what you stand on,
can be your prayer.
Any time, from even a single twig
you can leap
and wherever you land will be God.
The leaping is God.
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