Liberating God, I ask that you make us a spark that lights torches in the inky blackness of night and alights whispers that slowly lurch toward a house on the hushed horizon, Make us the thick black smoke lingering over a sugarcane field in the midst of a deep and holy burn, and the warmth it gives those smiling in the shadows,
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen.
Amen