Saturday, March 17, 2012

On Cleaning My Mother's House












On Cleaning My Mother's House

This, too, is prayer,
is worship, adoration,
a purifying altar --
a sacrificial cup.
This is a song of praise,
a calming of the water,
a bended knee,
a holy benediction.
I run but do not weary,
for here, you raise me up.

6 comments:

  1. I love this...so very much. It would take half a lifetime to explain why, but I don't think I need to explain. Thank you!

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  2. What Linthead said and another Thank You Karen.

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  3. Amazing what connects us, sometimes so simply and honest.

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  4. Oh wow - this reminds me of my mother, who would come visit me & do things like clean out the refrigerator. I never felt ashamed that it needed cleaning - I felt absolutely loved by her actions :)

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  5. Love that line--calming of the water ... Wonderful!

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