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I've come to the edge
Of the green
Water
Lapping
These senses
As
They go
Under
The air
Where I need less
And less
And more of nothing
Save love
Of You
And Your sweet
Breath
Of beauty
Coming up
For air.
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...
I really appreciate the phrasing "where I need less/and less/and more of nothing". It is an unusual way of thinking about things and really grabbed my attention. I wonder about the sweet breath of beauty coming up for air -- at first I thought about the speaker emerging from the water, but after reading again, I think perhaps it is God's own breath coming up for air, with the speaker, in a way, or even that the speaker comes up into the breath of God, that the breath of God is the air...regardless, I sense that this piece is full of beauty and light. Thanks, as always, for posting! Many blessings...
ReplyDeleteOh my! Cynthia...just exquisite! As always, I love the crescendo which culminates in HIM. If only I could need "more of nothing..." Sigh! Leaving for vigil Mass shortly. Want to wish you a very happy Feast of Christ the King. Just love this beautiful ending of the liturgical year. Love and prayers always....xoxoxo
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