i have just now painted a prayer into my kitchen wall
rich
and dark
and red with the blood of life
welcome, it says,
knock at my door and it shall open
enter and ye shall be renewed
the heart of the wall beats wildly strong
come and visit, it sings
break bread at my humble table
nourish your deep and aching soul
perhaps an unknown thirst
will arrive by your side
and ask softly to be quenched
sit and breathe,
murmurs this pomegranate whisper
seeds are ready to spill
and tumble
and usher in the irrepressible
words divinely wrought 