Evening Prayer

Evening Prayer

now, walking
slowly –
quiet tangible
touching
like a gloved hand,
evening
prayer, soft
voices
live in the
vast
space yearning
upward
for truth
ever present
to eyes
truly open
light merges into
night yet dark
is not
bad, dark is
merely dark –
always
perpetual light
real presence
where the heart
opens
like a new flower
innocent and at peace

George Coombs

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