Who are you, O Mystery of mysteries,
God of immensity and light
of atoms and unfathomable dark spaces?
You, the Unknown, radically Other,
yet never alien.
As close as the blood in my veins,
as distant as the vast unknown,
almost perceived when beauty is revealed.
You, who when I cry out, "Fix it!"
whisper, "My grace is sufficient for you."
Who are you, who preside over my unmaking
and my reshaping.
You in whom I am immersed,
Loveliest of the lovely,
crucified, risen, sanctifying,
filling the universe.
Yet when I labor to discern your paths
under leaves and ferns,
through sandy berm or swamp,
or in the wisdom of the ages,
if I seek you in solitude
or plunge into the crowd,
if I grope in darkness
or stand dazzled in the light,
I find myself...
I find myself in You.
Blessed may you be,
O Mystery of mysteries,
O Heart of my deepest heart.
(by Rose Hoover, rc)
"The Fixed Stars, the Frontier to the Beyond" from the album, "Music of the Spheres," composed and performed on the glass armonica by William Zeitlerhttp://www.williamzeitler.c...
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William Byrd, "Sanctus/ Benedictus" from Mass for Four Voices, sung by the St. Barnabas Ottawa Choir
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