Private Prayer

Round the corner of the
Basilica Di San Lorenzo’s
Main portal, a sign reads:
Free entrance for private prayer.

So I find a pew
      and fake a prayer;
close my eyes
      and fold my hands,
and clear my mind to
      compose a poem.

No words come,
      but when I leave
I feel as free
      As if I’d entered into
Private prayer.

                  Florence, Italy

Eric G. Müller is a musician, teacher and writer. He has written two novels, Rites of Rock (Adonis Press 2005) and Meet Me at the Met (Plain View Press, 2010), as well as a collection of poetry, Coffee on the Piano for You (Adonis Press, 2008). Articles, short stories and poetry have appeared in various journals and magazines.

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