Tonight I stood under the canopy of stars that connects us one to another.
I prayed for peace to weave itself into the fabric of space and come down in
Another land at another night and sit in the dreams of each heart.
I prayed that healing would be added to the weave, to heal from
All the scars of war. Known and unknown together into hearing the story.
This way we will know what has happened, what we want to avoid.
Why do we not hunger for peace, instead it seems we hunger
For our own piece of the pie? I pray those stars might
Weave us together as the human family.
Not seeing our differences,
seeing instead the depths
Of the Sacred in each of us.
Because until we see what we share
We will not truly see one another.