A Twilight Meditation
Deborah Beach Giordano
© March 17, 2010
It is a holy time,
these in-between hours
when it is neither day
or night,
these in-between hours
when it is neither day
or night,
filled
with the both/and
of divine potential:
now anything is possible.
The blessed influence
fills the air;
even the weather
changes.
Gray Lady Wind
pauses, listening,
awaiting
the next note
of the sweet-voiced
dove’s lament
as it fades
into the sky.
The gentle touch
of the lingering light
brings a blush
to the dawdling clouds,
as suede-soft flowers
clasp their petals
preparing for
evening prayers.
In this peaceful moment,
within this sacred silence,
let my spirit share the holy stillness
and abide with you, my Lord.
Advertisements
