Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

Pray into it they say 

Often

As you wonder whats next 

So you do and wonder

Trying to avoid thinking 

Whats next 

Praying in all forms 

This here as well

Is faith and prayer 

Opening to a larger meaning 

Not for material 

To sustain the message 

Until it fades onto the fading 

For the last time 

Turning away from how it was

Everyone seems to just play

Their characters in the setting 

From the past

Wearing a mask

Holding in the truth they know won’t be helpful 

Not the room for such a thing 

Praying in the private hours 

Even thinking is a prayer 

Talking to yourself 

A prayer 

Moving your body 

A prayer 

Cooking a meal alone or together 

A prayer

The interest resting in the faith 

Faith we sense 

Even if we deny such things 

Yet I wonder if we were built to want more 

To always make something out of nothing 

Simple moments 

Existing 

Praying for what 

Can we pray just to exist 

Prayer seems to be intended to help 

To assist 

To change 

To improve 

To prevent

To protect 

And so on 

I would like to pray simply to embody 

To embody the faith 

Not in one way 

In the way the water goes 

The water in my soul 

Flowing as it would 

Either way 

Praying or not 

Being grateful for what you have 

Maybe thats a start 

Or is that a response to something 

We wish we had

But you don’t

We just say the things

Without knowing sometimes 

And thats ok

As long as we are aware

We can