The Poetry of Spirituality
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. On the top Of the mountain One throned in light . All beautiful All powerful Glorious in sight . And sparks flew Around him So sweet and so bright . The love Of the holy one With passion and might. . Inspired by a vision described by Hildegard of Bingen .
~ Come away To the mountain ~ There is the space And the grace ~ To listen And to pray. ~ Image by Giovanni Bolgiani from Pixabay
~ The mountain Offers ~ The space To meditate ~ And pray Its solitude ~ A destination For pilgrimage ~ For followers Of the way. ~ Image by dogdaysyt from Pixabay
. A theophany! A manifestation of God! . And all others saw Was a mountain or a sunset... . Yet I have come to see There is more . There is the glorious Mystery! . Image by Jorge Guillen from Pixabay
. The mountains tower Towards heaven . Height Upon height . The peaks vanishing Into obscurity . The spire Such an inadequate gesture . Compared with nature's Greater sign of mystery. .
. We lack the mountain And the desert . One we climb Through effort and time . For clarity And vision . One is a place To be alone . And seek In our need . For Grace. . Image by Todd Kay from Pixabay
. To trust in God Is to be like a mountain . That cannot be shaken But endures forever . And as the mountains Surround a valley . So God stands round His people . Both now And evermore . Evil will not persist In the land of those who trust . O God, do … Continue reading Inspiring Psalms (26) – Be like a mountain
. It was a vision of the miracle . That led me beyond . To the mountain of meditation . Where I grasped the secrets of contemplation. . Inspired by 'Journey of the Mind to God' by St. Bonaventure .
. I was moved to the mountains by an impulse of the skies . Pursuing silence I was pierced . By the miracle of the seraph in cross-winged form . And the vision led me to follow new paths . That wound their ways around the slopes of contemplation . To the blessed summit of … Continue reading Moved to the Mountains
. Journeying through the mountains and the mists . Stirs the soul to seek beyond the rocks . For what remains when all has passed away. .
Flowering Poverello 
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