When you sweep the floors
Gather your daily regrets in the dustpan
Release them into the afternoon sun
And let the seeds of sorrow plant new dreams
When you wash the dishes
Scrub away the debris of mind
Let each bubble reveal the emptiness
Of your original face
When you cook food
Let your heart pour into every simmer and stir
Let every spice and kernel and grain Contain Your holy devotion To this brief human Life
When you eat Chew your own Love
Swallow the arms of the Mother
Let them wrap around your belly
With infinite compassion Let every bite Be an act of worship
When you bathe
Let your hands become healers
Strip the body of its tensions and confusions
Pour the water of suppleness back into your bones
Baptize yourself into Holy presence
Let your skin drink the nectar of open delight
Let fingernails scratch open your tired old wounds
Until your wholeness is revealed beneath the static
When you walk
Let each toe pressing into earth
Be a thank you note To the gift of ground
When you breathe
Let each inhale be a love letter to God
And every exhale a blessing to the trees
You are living prayer And magic in motion
The church of the ordinary Is the secret of secrets
For it is in the tiny places That kindness lives
And this kindness Is the doorway To God
~ Maya Luna