Monday, August 20, 2007

prayer 1

God who cannot hear me, hear me.

You give both darkness and light. And now it feels like darkness, even though I can tell the light is just behind it, not really hidden.

God who cannot see, see these people.

They are good people. They struggle and they laugh. They seek pleasure where they can find it, where it is allowed to them in small doses, or force-fed to them by those in power. They are not bad people, God. They are caged. Please let them sense the cages. Please make them aware.

God who can do nothing, create.

Create this spirit of awareness and of vision among the people. Let them long for nothing less than this. Let them sense their own beauty and the beauty of their lives and of all life and of all creation. Awaken them God before it is too late.

God who can do nothing, destroy.

If there be no other way, then bring the cataclysm. Hasten its arrival. Tear down the powerful and make all things level. And in the turmoil of the upheaval, of the whirlwind, fashion order out of chaos as you once did and are still continuously doing.

God of nothing, help me let go.

God who plagues me with maddening questions, give me clarity.

God who provides nothing, provide me with knowledge.

Help me to speak what must be said. Move the creative spirit within me. More than anything else, let me help others. Let me commune with them. Help me to love myself so that I may love others just as deeply, because right now I feel lost and powerless and hopelessness is breaking me!

Let the wave smash the mountain and break it down. Let the mountain crack and fragment and break into small pieces. And in the spaces between let your creating and creative spirit work out wondrous things.

Move your spirit among all people, even the ones who are farthest from it, the ones who will not be moved by it. Be with the ones who can sense the darkness of the chasm, because you are both darkness and light. You are both falling into nothingness and flying into the heavens. You are so very far away and yet so near as to be imperceivable. You are powerless and earth shaking. You are destruction and creation. You are both/and. And we are likewise.

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