|Storm coming in off the sea, Maine.|
I live my life in growing orbits
Which move out over things of the world.
Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
but that will be my attempt.
I am circling around God, the ancient tower,
and I have been circling for a thousand years,
and I still don't know if I am a falcon, or a storm,
or a great song.
Taken from The Soul of the World, A Modern Book of Hours
Sometimes it is good to fall to other people to articulate a place of prayer, this Lent I am having a harder time connecting to the passages and Rilke's image of circling felt right. We are about to enter into holiday for the kids and I need to be a centered, creative mama. I am searching for that feeling after a huge storm, energized and refreshed.
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