We were all there: Alice of Wonder, you, me, even a Cat…
…us, behind a glass Wall, suddenly we were the audience, one body reaching to the Thing :
we peered through darkness from parched fires in our eye, smoking ash of our soul. The Thing breathed Life..
nothing dared It’s route. What are you ??? We screamed in the mute throat of our Silence. The Vision heard.
Love, It said, I am. It raked our ash with Nails as if from a Cross bleeding love.
I wake, with new words: “Now we peer through a Glass darkly, as in a dream….“
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A Christmas Prayer:
“Let me be that Star,
Let Your Life blaze through my inadequacy,
Gaze thru’ my shadows with Compassion, with forgiveness and the kind of tender mercy You’ve stood for,
Oh Gentle Saviour, arrest my blindness with Your freedom to be who I was made to be, in the Light of your power. Free me from what blurs my vision
Beautiful One be born this day in my ash, my ashes of dreams, for a star is that; may I reflect You, reaching out to me via Light years of Love.
Teach me Love, Your Love Oh Sacred Head once Wounded for me, Your Story stuns me o’er and o’er….
past the frills and fluster of seasonal cheer, I want to know the real You more and more, Gentle Jesus of the Cross, as You go about Your Day do not pass me by,
may our planet shine with You, with the Life of Your Light.