Because we are all Monks and our place of work is a seminary, our work a sacrament, our family a monastery, our home a sanctuary; may we learn what they are teaching us without believing God is elsewhere...
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Listening
Tuesday of the Third Week of Lent
He will be like rain falling on a mown field,
like showers watering the earth.
Psalm 72:6
This gray gauze of rain
all day
over the pale wounds
of winter;
the patches of greening
ground
through the remaining
snow;
what ever is
fallen
and what is falling,
like droplets of sound
or specs of starlight
through the sieves
of clouds;
the soft, low aria
of lightly splashing
all around
and a rushing in the gutters
murmuring down
past the porch
shrouding
my listening
to the chanting of God
in the falling
of multitudes.
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