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Reflection on Wellspring
A poem
By Peter Menkin
Revised February 14, 2009
We reflect in words.The colors of the roomwhere we go to reflectare present to the brightmorning time, windows clear to dayletting in much light and largenessthat the privacy of the heartis awake, more so.How we are in slumber is noticed during awakening,and being more alive in the eternalwe grasp time together.These times allow us with God, to come, goabidewith knowledge; we are passing through,journeying with what is given.That is the renewing sigh of gift.The season is changing as we come to the end of Pentecost, knowing therisen Lord.New living members growamong the spirit's times, we in quiet pray:present growing light,illumine us.We are in these bodies that areflesh of man and woman as before time itself;we know the ancient, and feel our humanity.
This is one of my favourites, Peter. Beautiful!