Pray, even if not to a god. Let the universe hear your words. Let the earth absorb them into the ground. Let the gust of breath from your lips touch gently upon the leaves of the closest tree. Let all the pent up emotions within your heart come spilling from your mouth, to be carried on the wind, to the skies above.
Pray, and let it be for you and you alone. No gods, no expectations, no fears. Just a conversation between you, our motherly earth, our fatherly sky, and all that lies unseen in between.
I like to think somewhere, in all of that, I’m capable of being heard. And for that simple sake of being heard, I pray.














