Posts Tagged: Prayer

We celebrate spring’s returning – Leunig

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Dear God,

We celebrate spring’s returning and the rejuvenation of the natural world.
Let us be moved by this vast and gentle insistence that goodness shall return,
that warmth and life shall succeed.
Help us to understand our place in this miracle.
Let us see that as a bird now builds its nest, bravely,
with bits and piece, so we must build human faith.
It is our simple duty;
it is the highest art;
it is our natural and vital role within the miracle of spring;
the creation of faith.

Amen

Michael Leunig When I Talk to You: A Cartoonist Talks to God

Prayer – Carol Ann Duffy

Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer
utters itself. So, a woman will lift
her head from the sieve of her hands and stare
at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift.

Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth
enters our hearts, that small familiar pain;
then a man will stand stock-still, hearing his youth
in the distant Latin chanting of a train.

Pray for us now. Grade 1 piano scales
console the lodger looking out across
a Midlands town. Then dusk, and someone calls
a child’s name as though they named their loss.

Darkness outside. Inside, the radio’s prayer –
Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre.

Carol Ann Duffy

Epiphanie : La gâlette des Rois

We saw his star in the east.

“We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him” Matthew 2: 2

Ascension Day

Ascension

We saw his light break through the cloud of glory
Whilst we were rooted still in time and place
As earth became a part of Heaven’s story
And heaven opened to his human face.
We saw him go and yet we were not parted
He took us with him to the heart of things
The heart that broke for all the broken-hearted
Is whole and Heaven-centred now, and sings,
Sings in the strength that rises out of weakness,
Sings through the clouds that veil him from our sight,
Whilst we ourselves become his clouds of witness
And sing the waning darkness into light,
His light in us, and ours in him concealed,
Which all creation waits to see revealed .

Malcolm Guite.

Manchester

Cathedral Gardens, artist Melanie Jackson

Introspective peace and a welcoming serenity

Artemis

May we mend this outer world
according to the truth of our inner life
and may our souls be shaped and nourished
by nature’s eternal wisdom.

M. Leunig

When I go toward you…

Du wirst nur mit der Tat erfaßt;
mit Händen nur erhellt;
ein jeder Sinn ist nur ein Gast
und sehnt sich aus der Welt.

Ersonnen ist ein jeder Sinn,
man fühlt den feinen Saum darin
und daß ihn einer spann:
Du aber kommst und giebst dich hin
und fällst den Flüchtling an.

Ich will nicht wissen, wo du bist,
sprich mir aus überall.
Dein williger Euangelist
verzeichnet alles und vergißt
zu schauen nach dem Schall.

Ich geh doch immer auf dich zu
mit meinem ganzen Gehn;
denn wer bin ich und wer bist du,
wenn wir uns nicht verstehn?

Rainer Maria Rilke, Das Stundenbuch
1.10.1899, Berlin-Schmargendorf

Only in our doing can we grasp you.
Only with our hands can we illumine you.
The mind is but a visitor:
it thinks us out of our world.

Each mind fabricates itself.
We sense its limits, for we have made them.
And just when we would flee them, you come
and make of yourself an offering.
.

I don’t want to think a place for you.
Speak to me from everywhere.
Your Gospel can be comprehended
without looking for its source.
.

When I go toward you
it is with my whole life.
...
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I, 51 Rilke’s Book of Hours
Translated by Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy

Through the darkness and mystery – Leunig