You come to me by twilight
In a gown of gauzy white
Your sacraments revealed concealed
High priestess of the night
You whisper vespers whisper prayers
Whisper vows of faith and fear
In still and silent grace you stand
As I in trembling awe draw near
I kneel in worship grasp your hand
Press it to my searing lips
Pray god to know the endless peace
Flowing from your fingertips
You come to me in night divine
Your glory lit by crowning gold
You consecrate by hungry glance
Devotion’s heat in evening’s cold
You come to me I kneel I stand
You lay me on the dewy ground
You guide my worship guide my hands
Lead my heart your heart to sound
You speak to me with loving grace
You catechize in passion’s glow
You reach you teach you seethe and burn
And I am blessed by truth to know
You come to me in gauzy gown
High priestess of the night
I lay in awe in faith in fear
Lifted to your heaven’s light
Jeff Brown says:
I yield to the master.
November 21, 2006 — 9:54 am
Athol Kay says:
*** Fumbles for remote control ***
November 21, 2006 — 10:07 am
Tim says:
Greg-
“Ostensive explication?”……Ok, enough is enough!. LOL. Do you know how much time I have spent looking up words you have in your postings/title’s? I must go to the online “Dictionary” at least once or twice each post to understand these big words and increase my vocabulary. Perhaps you can have two title’s for each post, one for the masses and one for me.
Now I’m going to be marching around the house mustering in my breath, ‘Ostensive explication, Ostensive explication, …..’.
I can just picture my kids huddling in a corner discussing, “what’s wrong with dad?” Everytime he goes to that blog, his eyes get puffy and he walks around mustering those strange words.
Happy Thanksgiving to those who get to work with Sun glasses and those (like us in Seattle) who are enjoying the flooding two weeks ago and continual rain. With that, I’m off to the airport to pick up family.
-Tim
November 21, 2006 — 11:12 am