Guest guest Posted May 6, 2007 Report Share Posted May 6, 2007 The Sanctuary It could be said that God’s foot is so vast that this entire earth is but a field on His toe, and all the forests in this world came from the same root of just a single hair of His. What then is not a sanctuary? Where then can I not kneel and pray at a shrine made holy by His presence. ~~~ Saint Catherine of Siena Page 205, Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West. Daniel Ladinsky, Penguin Compass. ****************************************** Until Your Own Dawn Daybreak: everything in this world is a luminous divine dream I have spun. I did not know life was a fabric woven by my soul. Any form that can appear to you—should I confess this?— it is something I made. All roots nurse from me. God’s art is mine. I did not want His divine talent. It simply grew in my heart from the way I loved. Existence is as a young child moving through a lane at night; it wanted to hold my hand. Here, dear, hold me, until your own dawn. ~~~ Saint Catherine of Siena Page 208, Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West. Daniel Ladinsky, Penguin Compass. ********************************************* A Great Yogi In my travels I spent time with a great yogi. Once he said to me, “Become so still you hear the blood flowing through your veins.” One night as I sat in quiet, I seemed on the verge of entering a world inside so vast I know it is the source of all of us. ~~~ Mirabai Page 205, Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West. Daniel Ladinsky, Penguin Compass. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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