Let the baptismal waters drown this insubstantial
love and choke the complexities of my lostness.
Cleanse my spiritual palette and don
the insignificance of wayward wants
upon your crested waking.
Splash your drops of salvation, dampened perfection,
on this tired brow, furrowed from wrongdoing
and convince a soul, drawn in ink
of the erasable foes of night.
If we are made in God’s image and God sings, then we should be singing, too.
Revitalizing the Christian imagination through painting, poetry, music, and more
Ancient Wisdom for Modern Seekers
Writing from the In/Between
Spiritual Direction for Integrated Living
from liquid courage to sober courage
an anamcara exploring those close encounters of the liminal kind
Collaborating with the Muses to inspire, create, and illuminate
...in such kind ways...
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
Blog for poet and singer-songwriter Malcolm Guite
…in the thick of things
REFLECTIONS & REVIEWS
Seeking that which is life giving.
… hope is oxygen
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