The Silent Place - a prayer

I pray to be lifted in beauty,
to see the cool bright day before me
and take in the music of garden,
the distant murmur of the sea.

To remember the stars above my head
whenever I waken
and the moon slowly turning
around the planet turning too.

To remember the continents afloat
and the sands over the mountain
at the beck and call of waves.

To enjoy each breath I am afforded
and to smile more than I have, to smile in the eyes.

To smell the freshness of time in the morning
instead of feeling chased all my life.

To learn the meaning of rest in a given moment
and to give back generously.

I am seeking to throw off this old skin that
hinders movement.

May I be born all over again
and see everything for the first time?

May I be able to appreciate the
glorious life I've been offered?

May I take your hands and be led
in peace and quiet even though there
is a noise, a chaos all around me.

Let me be in the silent place
of knowing I am loved.

Amen.

Jenneth Graser

Photography - Bethany Legg Unsplash

When the Day Was Set to Unravel, Here You Are

The steam from the cup of tea 

has become a ministry of your presence.

When the day was set to unravel, here you are.

Rain collects across the valley in sheets 

and from my window I watch it come

into the garden from afar, blown in from the sea.

The expanse of your heart is infinitely large

in every breath waiting to be realised.

If it cannot be in the things I have wanted,

then it can be in what's in front of my eyes

waiting to be seen.

Awareness is: becoming a part 

of the miracles in the moment I am living.

Belonging in your love, opens me

to the beautiful genius of your creation

in a humble beetle folded in with the washing

crawling free.

Or a moth on the curtain, fuzzy creeping over

my fingers onto the windowsill.

I am grateful for the things that don't always

work the way I want them to.

They are teaching me into patience,

a patience that has not always been so forthcoming.

If I stop wanting so badly,

I will dip deeply into this moment and draw forth

an infinity of living waters.

Jenneth Graser

Photography Carli Keen of Unsplash