Let us not write a prayer; rather, let us compose them. For writing implies some kind of conscious effort, an intellectual endeavor. Prayer must be mystical, authentic, and divinely inspired. The finest prayers are never spoken – they are felt. Prayer resides in a tear, in laughter, and in gentle touch. Prayer is present in anger and frustration. Prayer imbues the act of lovemaking. Prayer is in fact love-making: wherever, whenever we commune with deep truth, there is prayer. So let us abandon the notion of clever prayer, and instead seek to nurture organic prayer. For our new Green-prayer movement we give thanks. Blessed Be, and Amen.
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