the artist’s prayer

"Muse of Creativity,"  a painting, poem, and prayer by my mom
“Muse of Creativity,”
a painting, poem, and prayer by my mom

–Muse of Creativity–

Come to this table filled

with brushes, paints and

water, a candle, a purple iris,

and most importantly,

Mother Mary. Come and

assist me in using my talents

to make beauty, to offer love,

to spread joy. Alone I cannot

create. With you, I am

emblazoned on the artistic path.

Never alone. Never afraid.

Always Brave. Thank you

for guiding me.


prayer of the mourning child

Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

But still I lie, eyes wide awake,

And feel my hands begin to shake.

For in dreams that wait to strike my mind,

Your heart beats on; we still have time.

I feel your laughter, hear your song.

I hold your hand and hum along.

I have no troubles; all is fair,

And I don’t dread what’s after prayers.

For momma’s love still holds me tight,

And keeps me safe till morning light.

But dreams are wishes of the soul;

They cannot make the broken whole.

And so my mind runs unaware,

Of lips that whisper children’s prayers.

“Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord your soul to keep.

If I shall die before I wake,

Please wait for me at heaven’s gate.”

let them in, peter

My heart, it weeps for each little one. Each lost child. Each parent who stood outside that school waiting for their little babies to come out unscathed. For innocent eyes that witnessed a massacre. For lives cut far too short.

And my heart it aches for that quiet little town. For the teachers and neighbors and friends. For the ones standing outside at vigils on this chilly December night. For the cemeteries that must make room as those sweet little children are laid to rest.

And my heart it longs to comfort them somehow. To offer some sort of impossible peace. To wrap my prayers around them. To sit silently by their side, so they know they are not alone.

May each last lost angel wake tomorrow in a peaceful kingdom. And live on eternal in a place with no pain, no sorrow, no fear.