on windswept beaches
your saints of old
held their hands up to you
in wonder and amazement felt your power through the roar
of wind and surf and exposed to the elements
felt an oneness with the One
who had created all things.
This world does not often allow us
such intimacy with you, Father
we are crowded out by circumstances of our own choosing
seeking fellowship with each other
rather than with you.
Forgive our unwillingness
to follow in the footsteps of your saints
to meet you in the solitude of your creation
Forgive our unwillingness
to get our feet wet.
Descubriendo el Siglo 21
Discovering 21century
Fr
Tomás Del Valle-Reyes
P. O. BOX 1170
New
York, NY 10018
(212)
244 4778
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