Thought
Beyond this house a glowing
Beauty captures eyes
Red hues on a canvas fleeting
Cold air’s touch belies.
Before gold spread awakening
Like furnace afterglow
Of embers left from kindling
Night shift preparing to go.
Beyond and in this housing
In still heart meditate
Dark night of soul departing
By fire light intimate
Prayer
O Lord eye of eye, ear of ear, breath of life. Thy glowing presence radiates in me and all hearts. Grant that I may have steady insight to see thee with eyes open and closed and a loving heart.
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