Monasteries of the Heart

Poetry Lectio

Welcome Morning

There is joy
in all:
in the hair I brush each morning,
in the Cannon towel, newly washed,
that I rub my body with each morning,
in the chapel of eggs I cook
each morning,
in the outcry from the kettle
that heats my coffee
each morning,
in the spoon and the chair
that cry "hello there, Anne"
each morning,
in the godhead of the table
that I set my silver, plate, cup upon
each morning.

All this is God,
right here in my pea-green house
each morning
and I mean,
though often forget,
to give thanks,
to faint down by the kitchen table
in a prayer of rejoicing
as the holy birds at the kitchen window
peck into their marriage of seeds.

So while I think of it,
let me paint a thank-you on my palm
for this God, this laughter of the morning,
lest it go unspoken.

The Joy that isn't shared, I've heard,
dies young.

~ Anne Sexton ~

(The Awful Rowing Toward God)

June 22, 2012

Pray this Poem

Read the poem, aloud if possible.

Think about this question: Are the images or metaphors relevant to your daily life?

Invite the Holy Spirit into your heart.

Sit with the poem for 10 or 15 minutes.

Respond in some way: drawing, writing, silence.
            

Arleen Hynes "Poetry and Prayer" in Praying magazine, June 1, 1999

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