collecting all yesterdays / as they built up one by one
Passenger, "When We Were Young"
Is a prayer a gift, or a petition, / or does it matter?
Mary Oliver, "I Happened to be Standing"
Steady as the stars in the woods
And the warmth rang true inside these bones
As the old pine fell we sang
Just to bless the morning
Ben Howard, "Old Pine"
I scavenge lines like a maimed and shipwrecked man searching for salvation in whatever has been salvaged by the sand