Blessed be.
Velumbound
White candlesticks and incense
We burn
In this
Divine silence
Low-tempo music
We play in this
Our secret temples
Praying to you
For sacred guidance
Gifts of
Oaths of Allegiance
We offer
In defiance
Of this life's
Ever-increasing violence
Like trinkets of gold
On this
Our old
Alabaster altar stone
Blessings of lost dreams
Shining with such gleam
Oh, Lord
We call to you
See us
From beyond the swirling grey smoke
Speak to us
Within the rise of morning sun
And the fall of the midnight moon
Whisper your insights into us
In morning or night
As slow drum beats
Of seconds and minutes
Bow in defeat
Breathe into us
New hope
For we are but life's many dancers
Who call for their Father
As children
Praying and singing for glory
So that when you see or hear our stories
Of the painful days
You'll show us a new way
So today
We burn
Frankincense and myrrh
Sage and sandalwood
To be sent up
Like beacons of fidelity
Into the fresh air
Infused with prayers to renew
To help us
Live again
So Father
Look upon us with favour
And
Savior
Walk once more within our deep dreams
From the hidden spaces in between
Oh, Great Father
We beseech thee
Free us from the
Curse of Violence in Men
With this prayer of praise
Amen
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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