Pray with me

This thirst unquenchable,

pray with me, yeah it seems wearying-foolish from afar,

but from here, up close, up front against a diagnostic’s table


here : where the Spirit of Life overflows, this thirst for the Spirit of Life,


pray with me, into the Light

the darker it gets, the more I see Him, no more need for clarification,

He has no need of the sun, no need of scalpel or knife, He speaks

these words, these things like clay, breathe again :

not just for me, dear one, not just me.


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( From ‘INTO THE LIGHT’ : Innerdialects)

* James, 1.17, adapted  ‘the giver of every perfect gift : Father With whom there is no variation or shifting shadow*


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