Love On The Prayer Mat.

[Guest guest]

Love on the Prayer Mat.

To fall in love

is to lose ourselves on the prayer mat.

It is sad but true

that all our beautiful tears to God

are really disingenuous poems

written for the hearts attention.

We all start out like this.

Begging at an open door.

Or hoping to be a fair ground attraction.

Meanwhile, the prayer mat

keeps getting more crowded

with the lamentations of fat crocodiles

the love sick braying of donkeys

the chattering of monkeys

and the call of wild geese chasing their tail.

Its a zoo in there!

One day, a pregnant swan from an other country

comes to visit your magic carpet

and raises a delicate eyebrow.

Yes, swans also have eyebrows

though you can only see them

by the light of a full moon

in an empty pail of water,

when your world falls through it.

You stop what your doing

and open your mouth to speak

but you know this is no time for conversation.

This is a nesting ritual.

What the swan asks you is -

Can your holy menagerie

please keep the noise down?

Better still, can you send them someplace else,

so that something lovely can get born here?

So you start herding all those complaining creatures

off your prayer mat,

and when peace is restored

and there is only you and the swan left

you proclaim yourself ready.

She turns a quizzical eye upon you

as if pointing to the same door

from which the animals have just left,

and says:

You to!

love

eric

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