MUDSLIDE MEDITATION

A five-minute

Hermitic enclosure;

A laura of souls;

Silent and still;

Alone in the darkness;

Waiting;

Praying for the light;

Together.

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ENOUGH

Enough of the madness;

I am ready to die;

Silent and still I lie.

I am telling you;

I am ready to go;

Why torture me?

Why torture yourselves?

Let me go.

Pray for yourselves,

For your children

And for each other;

Be at peace together.

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DAY AND NIGHT

There is nothing

In the middle of the night

To touch me:

I can hear eternity;

I can see my soul;

In contrast to a clear day

When I see forever,

I hear the world and

I am touched

By the madness.

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MARCH 25

If today we commemorate

A young virgin girl

Being touched by eternity

To carry its child;

God creating himself

From nothing but

The flesh of a new Eve;

What a wonderful day!

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ENDLESS WORDS

Saying the words only works

For a short time;

Time in a prayerful sense

Is eternal.

How can words touch eternity?

We pray only in spirit and truth.

Seek the Spirit;

Cling to the Truth;

And you pray without ceasing.

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LIBER MORTIS

The Spirit is pure and holy.

It does not cling,

To anything;

To live in the Spirit

Is not to see death;

It is to be pure and holy;

And free.

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AWAKENINGS

Nothing works

In the middle of the night,

Once the body has been renewed

By sleep.

There is nothing one can do

To assuage the spirit’s

Longing

For life and

For light.

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