For the dullness I pray


          For the dullness that encloses me I pray your grace burn off the morning fog.

That the dream of doubt I wear like clothes I pray may in your light dissolve, and fall away.

For healing of the wound that is a world that is a wall between me and your delight, and mine, I pray.

From the coma of my fears awaken me with your warming, seeing sun.

For my eyes, sleep-sealed and glazed, I pray to see the nub and fullness of what is.

From the soft bed of my grave raise me into this day amazed and new.


__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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