Our Gods are not the same
But if you ask me
To pray for you, I will
I’ll pray to the sun
To gift you a warmth
That will spread across your chest
When the world feels too cold
I’ll pray to the moon
To help light your way
When it feels too dark
To see the future ahead of you
I’ll pray to the trees
To give you roots
And to the earth
To keep you grounded
I’ll whisper these blessings
Into the wind
An unseen messenger
That will carry them
Through the trees
My forest
My church
Our Gods are not the same
But if you ask me
To pray for you, I will.