Shawl

There’s not enough still

to steady the tremor

in my hands

when I pray;

there’s not enough quiet

to drown out the voice

in my head

so I can hear your verse

on the wind.

A belated response to Margaret's prompt to the Real Toads featuring the work of Maria Wulf/Full Moon Fiber Art. 

#7 of 30 Poems In November to benefit Center for New Americans.