if i pray before this window

if i pray before this window
kneel in front of the sun
can i summon the winds
and their most potent gusts
to pummel through these
strange shackles about my
heart; the indignant fear
in a grasp ’round my neck
seizes me and i cannot
begin to swallow, let
alone digest this
whatumucallit love, force-
fed down my throat

poem©mrg 10/19/16