As we continue walking the Lenten path together, I'm continuing to keep company with poets. Poetry is all about spaciousness, saying just enough and letting the rest be. What better Lenten discipline could there be?
- Rev. Steph
Psalm 84, adapted by Stephen Mitchell, from A Book of Psalms:
Lord, how beautiful you are;how radiant the placesyou dwell in.My soul yearns for your presence;my whole body longsfor your light.Even the wren finds a houseand the sparrow a nest for herself.Take me home, my God;guide me to the placeof perfect repose.Let me feel you always within me;open my eyes to your love.Happy are those who trust youand merge their will in your will.They let go of all desiresand give up everything they know,Until they finally enterthe inmost temple of the heart,where there is no self, no other,nothing,but only you.
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