Offerings
May the strength of God pilot us
May the wisdom of God instruct us,
May the hand of God protect us, may the word of God direct us;
Be always ours this day and for evermore.
St Patrick
Whatever I have beholden
to beauty,
taken into the curves
of attention as offering,
taken into the curves
of attention as offering,
may it be like a child
leaping from the lap of joy
into the sheets of light
strung through our hanging hours;
leaping from the lap of joy
into the sheets of light
strung through our hanging hours;
may it be like the work-worn
hands of women
opening the pins of rest
from the lines of darkness;
hands of women
opening the pins of rest
from the lines of darkness;
may it be like our old hearts
speaking a broken language of hope
in the country
of despair;
speaking a broken language of hope
in the country
of despair;
may it be like hands
joining
down the long pews
of peace;
may it be a song flung
into the incorrigible,
huddled wood
of our loneliness;
may it be love
billowing through the folds
of one another,
into the gift of you, Lord.
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