SWIC prayer of the week 11.20.05
I am listening to days growing shorter,
to the air turning crisp and cool,
to the slow waning of the light,
to the stars that shine in cold, dark nights.
I am listening to the growing harvest moon.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to happy harvest cries,
to hearts overflowing with thanksgiving
to tables laden with gifts from the earth,
to baskets overflowing with fruit,
I am listening to the bountiful gifts of autumn.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to a call for inner growth,
to my need to let go of material possessions,
to my need to reach out for invisible gifts.
I am listening for transformation.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to the death of old ways.
I am listening to the life force turning inward.
I am listening to the renewal of the earth.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to summer
Handing over autumn.
I am listening to the poetry of autumn.
I AM LISTENING.
-Macrina Wiederkehr
to the air turning crisp and cool,
to the slow waning of the light,
to the stars that shine in cold, dark nights.
I am listening to the growing harvest moon.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to happy harvest cries,
to hearts overflowing with thanksgiving
to tables laden with gifts from the earth,
to baskets overflowing with fruit,
I am listening to the bountiful gifts of autumn.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to a call for inner growth,
to my need to let go of material possessions,
to my need to reach out for invisible gifts.
I am listening for transformation.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to the death of old ways.
I am listening to the life force turning inward.
I am listening to the renewal of the earth.
I AM LISTENING.
I am listening to summer
Handing over autumn.
I am listening to the poetry of autumn.
I AM LISTENING.
-Macrina Wiederkehr