Quote of the Day:
Sacre Coeur
by: Greta Ehrig
In the space of two
lightly touching hands
Rodin saw tenderness, prayer,
a form of holiness he called
Cathedral. What is after all
the architecture of God?
If our Creators house is constructed
cruciform, if Spirit only enters
the clean, curved coolness
of mosque or synagogue,
what about the high-vaulted
moss-strewn corridor of trees
which leads me
not into temptation but
the redemption of river
and leaves? Hail, my own
mucky body, regaled
by the scintillant light.
Tell me.
Who to love. When.
I can not hear for the multitude
singing, and in the vast and intimate
chambers of my heart,
whether Love comes as a man
or as a woman, singular or
plural, is of no concern
to the soul flown open
as a window to God.
Today's quote is also my journal entry. It is from the book "Blessed Bi Spirit: Bisexual People of Faith". Edited by Debra R. Kolodny.
Sacre Coeur
by: Greta Ehrig
In the space of two
lightly touching hands
Rodin saw tenderness, prayer,
a form of holiness he called
Cathedral. What is after all
the architecture of God?
If our Creators house is constructed
cruciform, if Spirit only enters
the clean, curved coolness
of mosque or synagogue,
what about the high-vaulted
moss-strewn corridor of trees
which leads me
not into temptation but
the redemption of river
and leaves? Hail, my own
mucky body, regaled
by the scintillant light.
Tell me.
Who to love. When.
I can not hear for the multitude
singing, and in the vast and intimate
chambers of my heart,
whether Love comes as a man
or as a woman, singular or
plural, is of no concern
to the soul flown open
as a window to God.
Today's quote is also my journal entry. It is from the book "Blessed Bi Spirit: Bisexual People of Faith". Edited by Debra R. Kolodny.
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