{"id":678,"date":"2006-11-02T14:44:01","date_gmt":"2006-11-02T20:44:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/wordpress\/writing\/1994\/4294-prayer\/"},"modified":"2006-11-02T14:46:34","modified_gmt":"2006-11-02T20:46:34","slug":"4294-prayer","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/?page_id=678","title":{"rendered":"4-2-94 prayer"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"fb_share_1\" style=\"clear:left; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-top:10px;;width: 55px;\" name=\"fb_share\"><div id=\"fb-root\"><\/div><script src=\"http:\/\/connect.facebook.net\/en_US\/all.js#appId=125029517579627&amp;xfbml=1\"><\/script><fb:like href=\"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/?page_id=678\" send=\"false\" layout=\"box_count\" width=\"55\" show_faces=\"false\" font=\"arial\"><\/fb:like><\/div><p>I am caught within my own web<br \/>\nThe waiting for the food continues<br \/>\nAnd all I can think about is snowplows<br \/>\nFlashing blue lights in Canada that won&#8217;t cross the border<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s cousin pushing watery mud and stone along Mulholland<br \/>\nMetal on asphalt scrapes my ears<br \/>\nAnd my childhood returns<\/p>\n<p>Lying in a cold room, warm beneath many mis-matched blankets<br \/>\nHearing the gears change, the truck turning<br \/>\nI know which way it is pointed, which bank has grown<br \/>\nThe lessening friction in my head points down the two lane road<\/p>\n<p>I have seen a warm fire through the phone lines<br \/>\nIn a glen I&#8217;ve never been<br \/>\nHuddled, cloaked and pondering<br \/>\nAs naked as arriving souls are<br \/>\nThe travelers warm themselves eagerly<br \/>\nThe temperature is different at each seat<br \/>\nThe weather overhead can not be agreed on<br \/>\nBut that is not a prime concern<\/p>\n<p>Allow me to show you inside<br \/>\nIn a place where no structures exist<br \/>\nThere is no more vulnerable shelter<br \/>\nIn this glen or on this run<br \/>\nI am warm within you<br \/>\nYou are touched by smiles<br \/>\nThe food arrives without a platter<br \/>\nAnd we devour it without swallowing<br \/>\nIt is soaked in through the skin<\/p>\n<p>My ears fill with water<br \/>\nMy eyes with light and heat<br \/>\nMy mouth with only praise and love<br \/>\nMy hunger drifts away<\/p>\n<p>Brake bread with me, my brothers<br \/>\nDrink in it all, my sisters<br \/>\nJoin me in thanks to the one who brings<br \/>\nUs all together now;<\/p>\n<p>And say a prayer for the dirt<br \/>\nAnd say a prayer for the silt<br \/>\nAnd say a prayer for the dust<br \/>\nThat someday we all will be<\/p>\n<p>And say a prayer for all those<br \/>\nWho went before us selflessly<br \/>\nAnd say a prayer for all those<br \/>\nWho will follow in our drying footsteps<\/p>\n<p>They are the ones who need it most<br \/>\nThey are the ones who need the toast<br \/>\nThey are the ones from our own loins<br \/>\nand our hearts and our minds<\/p>\n<p>We are in awe of you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am caught within my own web The waiting for the food continues And all I can think about is snowplows Flashing blue lights in Canada that won&#8217;t cross the border It&#8217;s cousin pushing watery mud and stone along Mulholland Metal on asphalt scrapes my ears And my childhood returns Lying in a cold room, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":415,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"spay_email":""},"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/PeNcU-aW","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/678"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=678"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/678\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/415"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bittermancircle.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=678"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}