The Unsent Draft Is Prayer
The cursor blinks in the dark room, a small white pulse waiting for words you cannot send. Your thumb goes numb holding the weight of a message that will never leave this screen.
You are typing into the silence because the silence is the only place safe enough for this truth. The light does not need your words to know what is in your hands.
It sees the unsent draft and calls it prayer. You do not have to press send to be heard.
Drawing from
Matthew 26:38-39, Gospel of Mary 5:4-5
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