I don’t say my prayers.

I don’t say my prayers. I write them. I dance them. I sing them. I feel them.
I am never more connected than when I create.
It centers me like nothing else and I am fully here.
Troubles large and small melt into nothing.
I am in complete awe of your love.
I cannot give this gift away fast enough.
There are no real rules, only specific pathways,
As there is no limit on the infinite possibilities of life.
Prayer is as much a full body experience as an into soul one.
I used to get lost in words that even I seldom understood.
Now, I get lost whenever I am without them.

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D.L. Lang
D.L. Lang
D.L. Lang of Vallejo, CA is the author of five full length poetry collections, including 2016's Poet Loiterer which Kirkus Reviews described as containing "Free-spirited ideals couched in fairly infectious rhymes." She also released her debut spoken word album entitled Happy Accidents.
Lang won Best of Show in Poetry in 2015, and Reserve Best of Show in 2016 at the Solano County Fair. Lang performs at poetry open mics around the Bay Area, including regularly at the Hub as a part of Poetry by the Bay, and was also a featured act at the inaugural Vallejo Man March.

Author: D.L. Lang

D.L. Lang of Vallejo, CA is the author of five full length poetry collections, including 2016's Poet Loiterer which Kirkus Reviews described as containing "Free-spirited ideals couched in fairly infectious rhymes." She also released her debut spoken word album entitled Happy Accidents. Lang won Best of Show in Poetry in 2015, and Reserve Best of Show in 2016 at the Solano County Fair. Lang performs at poetry open mics around the Bay Area, including regularly at the Hub as a part of Poetry by the Bay, and was also a featured act at the inaugural Vallejo Man March.