Prayer is not purely an act
All things pray
And all things pour forth their souls,
The heaven prays
The earth prays
Every creature and every living thing,
In all life here is longing
Creation is itself, but a longing
A kind of prayer to the Almighty
What are the clouds, the rising and setting of the sun,
The soft radiance of the moon
And the gentleness of the night
What are the flashes of the human mind, and
The storms of the human heart?

They are all just prayers
The wordless outpouring of boundless longing for god......