When rituals fail

When rituals fail
to exorcise demons
and feckless thoughts
run rampant over faith,
shinning invention
self-doubt darkens.
And brightest candle
won’t illuminate
the murky corridors
that twist their way toward
straight and narrow vision.

Amid the shadows
belief becomes crisis.
Wavering convictions
send tremors that shake
fragile expressions
from quivering fingers.
To count them worthy,
profanes the scared.
Yet, moved by compulsion
to make rhythm out of riot
and clear a cluttered head,
these imperfect prayers
are offered up to
any god there be.


For Three Word Wednesday (http://www.threewordwednesday.com/)
fragile, rampant, tremor


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