My mother’s endless gift

My Mother’s Endless Gift
by Grace Lightfoot Chairez

My prayer life is my mother’s legacy
The one gift as valuable as all the others together.
It became the gateway to what matters most.

Prayer is warrior armor protecting me from arrows
A magic carpet carrying me on adventures
A sage guiding me when I am totally lost
The angel reaching me as I step into the abyss.

I do know the abyss
Portal into absolute darkness
Prayer touches its dampness
Hears its wind
Smells its musk

Prayer moves with me
Does not abandon me
Provides companions to remind me always
I am never alone