Like Hands Raised in Prayer


Hands in Prayer

Like hands raised in prayer

under the heat of a noonday sun

stands a pyramid-shaped rock

in silent solitude.

With fingers stretching

into the sky

withstanding the elements of time

it remains undaunted or removed

a place of quiet fortitude.

_____________

Joyce E. Johnson (2013)

Note: The above photo is one I took while recently on vacation in Utah and Arizona. There are large sandstone rock cliffs and boulders of all kinds of unusual shapes and sizes. I thought how this particular rock looked so much like hands clasped together in prayer, so gave it this name for my above poem.


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