Sunday, March 13, 2011

First Sunday of Lent

Hear my prayer, captured in candlelight:

for harmonies to rise up in the world
like a multilingual chorus;

for abundant wellsprings to bubble up
in dry and trampled-down places;

for comfort -- close, hand-holding comfort --
to those who are sick in hospitals and at home;

for unfailing presence and unsleeping watch
by the sides of those in mourning;

for spring once more to break through
the dull days and long nights of winter.

Hear my prayer, O Bright Evening Star;
like subtle heat rising from a candle,
draw me closer to you tonight.

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