Monday, March 25, 2013

Monday of Holy Week

When the river slows
with the weight of silt and corruption,
it grows sad and prays,
Lord, what you gave me,
I gave others.
Is there more?
Can you give more?
Clouds draw the water up
to become rain;
the ocean takes the river
back into itself.
What this means is
we often need to be refreshed.


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