सोमवार, 8 नवंबर 2010

Matins



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Somewhere, out at the edges, the night
Is turning and the waves of darkness
Begin to brighten on the shore of dawn
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The heavy dark falls back to earth
And the freed air goes wild with light,
The heart fills with fresh, bright breath
And thoughts stir to give birth to color.
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I arise today
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In the name of Silence
Womb of the Word,
In the name of Stillness
Home of Belonging,
In the name of the Solitude
Of the Soul and the Earth.
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I arise today
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Blessed by all things,
Wings of breath,
Delight of eyes,
Wonder of whisper,
Intimacy of touch,
Eternity of soul,
Urgency of thought,
Miracle of health,
Embrace of God.
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May I live this day
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Compassionate of heart,
Clear of word,
Gracious in awareness,
Courageous in thought,
Generous in love.
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~ John O'Donohue
from To Bless the Space Between Us
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