The Poetry of Spirituality
Tag: time
Eyes, old eyes those gazing, fading places whose curving surface is disturbed . Reflections, places fading faces pass in waves… . I do not want skin wrinkled thin shrivelled on me while I am still empty Fill me with memories! . The old will pass and fall so full closed up with theirs disappear in … Continue reading The Eyes of Time
~ The gift Of the divine ~ Presence Since the beginning of time ~ To everything And everyone ~ All All are beloved ~ Beloved daughter Or son. ~ “...The indwelling of the Divine Presence in everyone and everything since the beginning of time” - Richard, Rohr, The Universal Christ ~
Since the beginning Of time God’s presence Has been everywhere Even where you are today Divine grace Smiles With an invisible Infinitely loving Heavenly face. “...the indwelling of the Divine Presence in everyone and everything since the beginning of time” (from 'The Universal Christ', Richard Rohr, p.1) ~
~ In the cloud above all earthly things ~ Leaving nature far behind ~ Conversing with the divine ~ And a beauty grows in time. ~
Let us re-tell the beginning The story of time Life rippling Through all of creation. When one came with a message With a sacred name Whose touch Transfigured all things And nothing Would ever be the same. .
. Before us The open hours . Of the day Await our activity . How will we choose To use the time . With prayer And love . And openness To divinity? . Image by libeth_arty from Pixabay
In the quiet murky waters of the soul Driven by energies too wild to ignore Life lives out its journey through time Learning, each day, a new kind of rhyme That chimes with the spirit and alters the mind.
Like a stick In a stream We are carried Along Turned by Time’s turbulent tide Though faith Glances upwards Piercing sometimes Through the clouds Eyes Open wide. Inspired by https://madisonorthodox.com/2018/10/01/grateful-faith/
Do not forget Your roots that reach Back into the silence From where you began In warmth and darkness And even before Into that time That was When you were not ~ Explore The mystery That opens When you allow yourself To think and feel For real ~ And meditate And wonder In silence.
There was no special star Arising at my birth ~ No Magi travelled From afar ~ No angel made A revelation ~ And yet that time’s Still sacred - ~ My life’s unique And only blessed ~ Silent Annunciation. ~ Annunciation, Fra Angelico
Flowering Poverello 
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