Palms together
Cradling the chakra of your heart
You give of your essence to the world
You pray for healthfulness 
For the fruition of dreams and things 
The prayer travels from your lips 
Like a flock of migrating starlings 
It moves with purpose and with aim 
Of ardent supplications

It then joins hands with other wraiths
With other ghosts in the gold-green ether 
Of immaculate petitions and pleas
That linger in grace fulfilled, replete 
And also those that hopeful remain
Floating like fireflies, lighting the way
For other prayers that have lost their way 
In the cosmos of blessed invocation

Palms together 
Facing the chakra of my solar plexus 
I send my own missive into the universe 
There are no words to this appeal 
My gut sends the scriptless message for me 
I’m not quite sure of what it is 
I close my eyes and soundlessly 
Wordlessly, I send out my energy 
To take on what form it will 
In the maya of our collective dreams.