Day 17 of Year 2
Searching for the calm in the whirlwind of life. In all the ups and downs there is a silent calm center that calls to us. This is the place I find in my studio. Today's poem is about the beautiful messiness that surrounds the quietness.
Pray
By Pádraig Ó Tuama
So let us pick up the stones
over which we stumble, friends,
and build altars.
Let us listen to the sound of breath in our bodies.
Let us listen to the sounds of our own voices,
of our own names, of our own fears.
Let’s claw ourselves out from the graves we’ve dug.
Let’s lick the earth from our fingers.
Let us look up and out and around.
The world is big and wide and wild
and wonderful and wicked,
and our lives are murky, magnificent,
malleable, and full of meaning.
Oremus.
Let us pray.
From https://onbeing.org/programs/padraig-o-tuama-and-marilyn-nelson-a-new-imagination-of-prayer/