Sunday, February 26, 2012

Open door

From beginning to end 
the door was open.

The autumn air slid in,
cool and fragrant,
gliding down the aisle,
exploring every nook and
cranny of the place.

One by one it touched us all, 

stroked every face and 
mingled with the breaths 
we breathed.

 And this is why you came.. 

Not because you wanted to 
but from a deeper calling of the God 
who's heart is always 
open like a door;

whose grace is always gliding 

through the nooks and crannies of your life,
even in the places you would hide from view. 

 Beyond this cool October air, 

beyond the liturgies and symbols of  this day 
there is a deep reality 
who longs to be as close  
and vital as the air 
in every breath you breath. 

(c) A Mc N



Blogger Susannah said...

Beautiful...just beautiful.

9:17 AM  
Blogger alistair mcnaught said...

Thanks Susannah: I wish I could see air - I might not take it so much for granted! I imagine the way it flows around us, wrapping us and intermingling with us.

9:25 AM  

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