For Shannon
1/21/97
I PRAY FOR THIS
We are slaves of each
other
Slaves of the beauty we see
Prisoners of the pleasure we
feel
Like two ships drifting on
an endless sea
we have bumped into each
other
while we were sleeping
I have no idea who you
are
I have no idea of who I am
What can one pray for in
this situation
That it go on
forever
that would not be trusting at all
That we be always
happy
who knows what feelings must enter into this play
We are not in
charge
We did not create this
moment
We cannot create the
future
not certainly, absolutely, finally
We are slaves of another
living in a universe without end
in a place we
cannot fathom
Our hearts are heavy
with
feelings of awesome subjection
We weep in our
happiness
We cry in our
joy
We sing and make up poetry
We dance and make
love
I look at you and have faith
in God and Ignorance
Love shines in your
eyes and fills my
heart
I love
you
I am a slave of
love
I pray for
this