hands up in prayer.

holding up myb hands in something resembling oprayer.
knowing that my prayers will be heard.
thinking,
that after all is said and done,
there is still more left that needs to be done.
I have all that  I could have hoped for,
but it still doesn't seem to be enough.
I should be more aware,
but there are some things that just go beyond our understanding.
how much more is there?
the time has come again,
when life will be what it is that we can make of it,
or what it is that we can find.
long days,
longer nights,
and there is always something that we are trying to remember,
or to forget.