Blessing

Monday, 28 December 2009 13:44

As a rain singing sweetly
I opened my mouth to bless
and the honey that dripped from my temples,
was not mine, Lord, not my syrup,
was your oil, your light, were your water
because it is not mine but thine the praise.

As a gentle melody intelligence
prayed to you and you bless you
and that transformed my inner voice
was not my voice or my reason nor my sound,
that is not mine
but yours the power

My blessing is to bless you,
all my being bless your presence
my life is in bless,
because it is not mine but thine my life.

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