Antiphon

(x = space)

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Antiphon

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I hope it’s

A good day

You might be at dawn or

Well into tomorrow,

However the sun

And moon

Are moving

One place or another

On the world

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Our count of day

Is relative,

While the actual

Ebb and flow

Of tides and

Of day and night

Move in

Real relationship

Without

Our measure—that’s

The way it is

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And it is good

As I’m hoping for

Your day

To be

Or, in the uncounting

Time of Genesis,

Become

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C L Couch

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Groume – Le Cadran de Dalí, uploaded by Paris 17, CC BY-SA 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=23114485

Cadran solaire de Salvador Dalí sur la façade d’un immeuble de la rue Saint-Jacques, réalisé pour des amis qui y habitaient.

(sundial by Dali)

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A Call to Worship

A Call to Worship

(could be read antiphonally)

 

We might not have thanked you

Recently for capillaries,

For all the things we cannot see

That keep us going, anyway:

 

The roots of trees

Underneath;

The tunnels through which

Things creep, which break

Up the land

To keep it porous

 

The ozone layer,

Hard to breathe;

The relationship between the

Earth and moon;

The soles of our feet,

When we’re wearing shoes

 

For what gratitude might look like,

If we could hold it in our hands

Like cupped water from

A faucet;

For the pipes set to reach the source

And for the source

 

For hydrogen and oxygen

That come together,

Making a miracle

Of molecules

 

Thank you for the easy and the difficult,

For everything that mixes up

To make our lives

And what we’re gifted with

Today

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Lorenzo Spoleti on Unsplash

Patmos, Greece