I cannot be in Nepal, today, helping to find the trapped, the dying, or the Dead, so I offer prayers.
I cannot be in Maryland, today, marching in solidarity, tending the wounded, or listening to others’ anger, so I offer prayers.
I cannot be in so many places where injustice reigns, where anger boils, where lamentation fills the air.
So I offer prayers.
I pray for the living, who have seen tragedy heaped upon tragedy. I pray that justice is done whether they take it or it is given.
I pray for the cities, whose spirits are full of pain at the weight of their misery. I pray for the necessary changes that will bring justice to them, and comfort to the city spirits.
I pray for the Dead, taken in violence, whose impact shakes their communities. I pray that They are remembered, and that They are honored.
May the Gods, Ancestors, and vaettir be with them all. Ves heil.