The weight of belief often drags us down,
removed from the essence of our days.
Gather the fragments,
let go of sacred burdens,
not in haste to replace what’s lost,
to refocus our gaze inward,
toward the ordinary.
Bless it with the weight of our attention,
to witness, in the stillness,
holy light revealed in the mundane,
to recognize each fragment of existence,
as a whisper of the infinite.
© 2025 Bruno Talerico
Stafford challenge 267/365.
Desert Dweller 