My Period Had Come for Prayer
poem 564
My period had come for Prayer No other Art would do My Tactics missed a rudiment Creator Was it you? God grows above so those who pray Horizons must ascend And so I stepped upon the North To see this Curious Friend His House was not no sign had He By Chimney nor by Door Could I infer his Residence Vast Prairies of Air Unbroken by a Settler Were all that I could see Infinitude Had’st Thou no Face That I might look on Thee? The Silence condescended Creation stopped for Me But awed beyond my errand I worshipped did not pray
My Period Had Come for Prayer - meaning Summary
Prayer Becomes Awe
The poem depicts a sudden, personal impulse to pray that propels the speaker outward and upward in search of God. expecting a visible dwelling or face, she finds only vast, empty horizons and an immense silence. That absence transforms her original petition into reverent astonishment: the encounter eclipses petitionary prayer and becomes an act of worship born of awe rather than request.
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