Sonnet

Near the cross stood His mother.
And His mother’s sister.
Was she praying desperately to His Father.
As we now pray to the universal mother.

I was day dreaming about money in Mass.
Then the words of the Gospel.
Came through the the mind’s dark glass.
About the necessity of all to sell.

I pray that I may not want for myself.
That I may want for my children what they want.
That I may worry more about the other than the self.
That I may accept that I often just can’t.

But then after this prayer for what you want.
I just start repeating to myself what I want.

Haiku

Pray for what she wants
Rather than for what you want
Then keep repeating