God of Now and
God of Then and
God of Will Be,
who endlessly appears in the corners of our eyes,
burning,
in a bush, in a smile, in a picture and
in the alighting of a falcon in a tree;
we imagine your name in our imaginings
and find our thoughts far too narrow and small
for pure being to settle into us in these dizzy days;
send us into the realm of corners where we dare
to believe nothing is true and sacred and,
burning,
we may be seen rising in our finest moment of freedom.
Amen.
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