Image: “Blue Monk” by Randen Pederson via Flickr (CC BY 2.0)
This morning I woke knowing that something has changed.
You and I followed a dream to its end
as far as one can come to the end of a dream
only to find that the our hope, once rose and white, its perfume delicious
had turned in the night to a blue cast
that even now is beginning to show form
whisper a word
call us home.
Blessed God here I am
prayer in hand
empty bowl
one dream
gone
You
before me
receiving me
as I am
in any color.
And so: Amen.
(Thanks to Kyle Oliver at Creative Common Prayer for inspiration and support.)
Rings so true! Thank you.
So happy I signed up.
Somewhat spoiled by “it’s” where “its” is called for, probably due to Autocorrect which I have found does not like “its”!
Thank you and thank goodness for editors in the world! Changed even as we “speak.”
this is lovely! Thank you.