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Elizabeth Browning



Sunday, October 25, 2015

Present in our Presence

Holy are you, O Lord, holy, blessed and One.
Holy are you, and generous
for you have flooded my heart
with the light of your way,
and you have raised up in me
the Tree of Life.
You have shown me a secret Garden,
unseen within the seen.
Now am I joined soul and spirit
present in your Presence ----
                 - Symeon the New Theologian   ( Byzantine monk, poet )
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So often it seems
the heart runs dry

the road we travel is all too often
dry
and barren
a waste land

and yet
and yet

present in our presence
life giving
nurturing
refreshing

the blessed
and generous One

filling
and refilling
our tired heart
that we might live

truly live
another day

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