Sometimes

There are many different ways to pray. Yesterday, I noticed this on Ani Aileen's refrigerator and thought I'd share it with you:

Sometimes,
when it is all, finally,
too much,
I climb into my car,
roll the windows up,
and somewhere between
backing out the driveway
and rounding the first corner,
I let out a yell
that would topple Manhattan.
How do you pray?

-Margaret L. Mitchell