Ephemeral Guest

A Prayer

Photo by Omkar Jadhav on Unsplash

It seems like I’m floating
Witnessing my own story unfold
What was yesterday’s hearty laughter
Reverberates stillness

Unlike an angelic voice
That ricochets off the sanctuary’s corner
Gathering depth with each falcetto,
My own voice echoes quite

I see images flash
Each thick brushstroke painting a story
As if my retina is a projector
The audience of my own life

I’m an ephemeral guest on this planet
Let me not be an intruder
Let me not be a trespasser
Let me be gentle in manner
Let me be gentle in manner