Lord, Let Me See Your Will For Me In The Big And Small Decisions I Do

Madeline,
we are motes and moles.
Unique protozoans,
green moss sticking to
black stones
slippery on the banks
of the river.

I've read your prayer.
I am eating each word.
I am imploring each syllable.
I like them to be tiny boats
sinking into
my ocean.

On the ocean
floors
i build my
rocks.
In those corals
that dance
with the salt
i too shall
dance.