The prayer shawl: a poem by Wendy Westley
- cmbharris
- Jun 12
- 1 min read

shawl, image from Pixabay
The prayer shawl
I liked the idea of a prayer shawl.
Softly covering me with gentle grace,
Muted colours, wool, and the whitest lace perhaps.
Wrapped in someone else’s murmuring,
I would know I was profoundly loved
And touched by human tenderness.
I wanted to learn more but found only
The required number of knots and cornered tassels.
All I wanted was to feel the sheltering of feathered wings,
A frighted chick hiding from worldly storms.
Wearily I laid down my research
And looked towards the bluest aqua sky,
Tinged with threads of pink and gold.
It was a covering divine and freely given to us all.
A celestial prayer shawl generously made with love.


Wendy Westley was a successful nurse and midwife for many years in the National Health Service, England, and now writes short stories and poetry
in retirement. She belongs to a creative writing group and has had her poetry published in poetry journals and magazines: Pulsar Poetry webzine, Amethyst Review, Spirit Fire Review. Underbelly Magazine,
and The Seventh Quarry Press. Her first book,
‘Sun hats & staying home,’ was launched on March 1st, 2025, in the West Midlands.
June 2025 issue




A lovely poem, "The prayer shawl." I especially like:
"Wrapped in someone else’s murmuring,
I would know I was profoundly loved," (and)
"the bluest aqua sky,
Tinged with threads of pink and gold."