Approaching Prayer

by J. Dickey

A moment tries to come in

Through the windows, when one must go

Beyond what there is in the room, 

But it must come straight and down.

Lord, it is time, 

And I must get up and start

To circle through my father's empty house

...

Something goes through me

Like an accident, a

negligent glance, 

Like the explosion of a star

...