This version is a variation of the poem-prayer SILENT MOMENT
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Silent second
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To him who has
HE PRAYS
by justme
To him who has, shall it be given,
the choice of man, man now living.
Wander ye, among the thorns,
clinging he, his heart forlorn,
For a greater good, not told to man,
for man has known, yet man, has no plan.
Yet settle he, upon the earth,
feel the touch, the touch of birth,
he looks around and sees no pain,
no human pull, no human gain.
He prays ∞
A different version of this prayer – poem in a picture can be found here
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Potentiality
“Within any given moment is hidden the pure potentiality of grace. Within any arising of grace lies the potentiality of perfect stillness. Within the omnipotence of stillness lies the potentiality of truth, all held within the perfect moment.Every moment therefore must carry truth and therefore no moment is ever lost except to the idea of moment itself.”
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Destiny
The leaf will land just exactly where it was meant to land.
May you float with the wind, both high and low, may the wind always be on your back. May the road rise up to meet you and may God hold you in the palm of his hand until we meet again. May love recognise you and may you recognise love when it knocks upon your door. May you grasp it and hold it as you held it before, as a friend once distanced,once upon a time love lost you but as it lost you, so shall it find you. For it’s will is undeterred and it’s resilience unending.
May your dreams be dreams of what once you seen and once you were and may you fall asleep to the sound of the promises of tomorrow and the loving memories of yesterday, for they were not memories created by a searching soul but memories founded upon the real, the memories of a forgotten tomorrow and the promises of a child born to fulfil its destiny.
A destiny you once laid before the alter of life and swore to fulfill. You my child are the dream and the dreamer.
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He prays
Prayer
I ENTER INTO SILENCE
GOD GRANT ME
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Thy kingdom is
Our father, mother God
That which is everything.
Give to us this holy day, for there is no other, day.
Thy kingdom is. Thy kingdom always has been.
Thy will be done, for I do not know or understand.
I was born blind and cannot see.
Give to us our daily bread, for besides you the giver there is no other.
I know you need not forgive our shortcomings for you know not the same.
As master of all and that which makes me breathe and walk and talk, you could never lead me to temptation.
You are love and love is the natural in between.
Thank you Father.
That which is everything.
Give to us this holy day, for there is no other, day.
Thy kingdom is. Thy kingdom always has been.
Thy will be done, for I do not know or understand.
I was born blind and cannot see.
Give to us our daily bread, for besides you the giver there is no other.
I know you need not forgive our shortcomings for you know not the same.
As master of all and that which makes me breathe and walk and talk, you could never lead me to temptation.
You are love and love is the natural in between.
Thank you Father.
∞
The image shows an epitaph on the South wall of St Stephen’s Cathedral in Vienna – on a sunny winter day.
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Into the golden light
IN A WORLD OF OPPOSITES
In a world of opposites, the water is wet and the rain is cold.
For man’s ignorance means to the mind his heart is sold.
Come with me sweet children of life.
Dance the dance with all your might.
For the day is closing and soon will be the night.
The earth is slowing and you will still lose the fight.
Light your heart upon the stars, ballet dance from Earth to Mars.
Fill your body with the wine of life, leave thy troubles, plagues and strife.
Come and fly in the golden light my child, that fears nor denies the coming night, run wild.
Close your eyes and die in me,
surrender yourself,
let thy wings fall free.
For I shall hold you in my arms, I shall protect from all that harms.
For am I am the blood from whence you came,
I am the player within your game.
∞
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