Pale Worship
Published on November 17, 2023
Pale Worship
Poem — Poetry for The Mother #1
A toddler’s babbles must serve for hymns
And fumbling gestures stand for high sacrifice,
A prone mind’s reveries must serve for askesis
And heart’s tiny ember to illumine this space.
A feebler specimen there may yet never be
Offering pale worship to the feet of Thee.