At the first breath of the morning, even before words are spoken, a person looks up and a field of ears of grain grows with him as if in response. They are like hopes, like requests, like prayer in body and spirit.
This is not just rye. It is a symbol of the fruit that the soul wants to bring to God – the fruit o f , worthy, pure, true. The sky over the field is soft, like a heart in prayer. And each ear is like a promise: that today will not be empty, but filled with meaning. «Morning Prayer» is not about requests. It is about being ready to become a field that produces fruit for the One who gave life.