We are beloved companions on a mystic journey, sharing our solitude and holding the world in the divine prayer of love.

"Place your mind before the mirror of eternity! Place your soul in the brilliance of glory. Place your heart in the figure of the divine substance. And transform your whole being into the image of the Godhead Itself through contemplation."
- from St. Clare's third letter to Blessed Agnes of Prague.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Dream of the Beloved Companion

Blue tones
An accident of light
Penetrating the sepulchral bronze
Just before dawn
On a night that seemed unending.
I thought the light had broken through
But it was Sabbath still
Unbroken by angels
Rolling back the stone.
Be still and wait
Whispered my too eager heart
As I put down the perfume and the herbs
As I leaned against an olive tree

And slept.

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