I kindle my fire
ignite my coals
and watch the sparks fly heavenwards
I pile the pebbles of frankincense
overlaid with grains of myrrh
The first puff
spirals up and out
I inhale
exhale
My prayer sits before me
praying with me
praying for me
praying through me
The smoke has its own vocabulary
the scent its own grammar
Together we pray
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