the first sunrise and i woke to early at 4am
the psalms put me back to sleep
funny how the psalms years after years have created the footprint of sleep
the pattern i trace that ends always the same --- who is listening and who is speaking
and what draws me to sunrise
is the start of the prayer
lord may i be emptied of enough that the psalms
will annoint the space with holiness enough to be woken
to attend to glory
to receive the light
tommorow i will walk out in the sunrise. i will repreat the jesus prayer in greek
i broke out in the shma israel the hebrew song for next year in jerusalem when i thought of the greek to say......
im ready for bed and its only 8pm....
the psalms put me back to sleep
funny how the psalms years after years have created the footprint of sleep
the pattern i trace that ends always the same --- who is listening and who is speaking
and what draws me to sunrise
is the start of the prayer
lord may i be emptied of enough that the psalms
will annoint the space with holiness enough to be woken
to attend to glory
to receive the light
tommorow i will walk out in the sunrise. i will repreat the jesus prayer in greek
i broke out in the shma israel the hebrew song for next year in jerusalem when i thought of the greek to say......
im ready for bed and its only 8pm....
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