Painted Prayers

I imagined Prayer
to be asking for gifts,

of rescue, or
relief,
a check in the mail,
a cure,
an answer to a
perilous puzzle,
a locked door
opened by
Magic.

But what if
that hole in
my bank account,
that crack that
hitches my git-along,
that coruscating
conundrum,
that bang-proof
iron gate,

are precious paint?

What if
I should pray for
a dream,

while I’m still
awake,

where my days
are a canvas,
my Imagination
a brush,

and I see how
to spend my days
making Art
with painted
prayers?

(Photo by Alfred Leung; UnSplash)