Sunday, January 10, 2010
'In My Soul,' offered by a lay person, a fellow deacon, as a 'Prayer of the People' today at church
At this church.
IN MY SOUL
by Rabi'a al-Basri, saint, Sufi, Moslem
In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
where I kneel.
Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.
Is there not a region of love where the sovereignty is
illumined nothing,
where ecstasy gets poured into itself
and becomes
lost,
where the wing is fully alive
but has no mind or
body?
In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque,
a church
that dissolve, that
dissolve in
God.
Amen.
--ER
IN MY SOUL
by Rabi'a al-Basri, saint, Sufi, Moslem
In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
where I kneel.
Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.
Is there not a region of love where the sovereignty is
illumined nothing,
where ecstasy gets poured into itself
and becomes
lost,
where the wing is fully alive
but has no mind or
body?
In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque,
a church
that dissolve, that
dissolve in
God.
Amen.
--ER
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