FRIDAY’S FEAST PRAYER

Good Morning, Wisdom's Child,
I feel gluttonous with the glory of your words.
I am having trouble digesting them
as they are "too rich"
(as if that were possible).
I revel in their presence
as they perfume the air I breath.
You are a Master of words
as they spring forth from your heart
and explode through your lips.
I want to bathe in your words
until they reach every crevice of my skin
and absorb them through my pores
in an alchemical osmosis.
You make me crave more
as I don't think I can ever be satiated.

Amen.