Solar Orison

You cupped the late day sun between your palms
and squeezed it lightly so its rays streamed through
like liquid gold for someone who sought alms,
a treasure poured that afternoon for you.
The rays were slender filaments, like lashes,
between your fingers, interrupting them,
so each ray broke to several golden dashes,
emitted from a central, brilliant gem.
Before you pressed together palms to pray,
you let the sunlight in between them splash,
delighting in the streaming of each ray
that you held briefly like a riches’ stash.
You hoped that as you prayed your private psalms,
God would be there like sun between your palms.

Solar Orison

Mario A. Pita
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2 Responses to Solar Orison

  1. Gorgeous imagery, Mario.

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