Empty
There is emptiness in my prayer,
gratitude,
benevolent intentions for others,
wandering thoughts in stillness.
Am I really still?
Can I become more quiet?
If I run and stop quickly so as to surprise you,
God, will you bump into me by accident?
I know you are with me
but I want to know you better,
I want to feel known by you.
Tell me something I thought I was hiding…
from you
from others
from myself
Show me that deep inside me
this emptiness is like a geode,
and break me open,
please break me open to your love.