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Centering Prayer

- A Beginner

 

I sit with back straight,

feet firmly planted

and timer set.

Then I sink into silence.

A melting within,

a closing without.

Soon a tantalizing thought,

or an agony of itches,

or a cough

begging for release.

Then the gentle word

and a return to the still point.

Over and over and over

these little surrenders

that empty me of self,

drop by drop.

Someday perhaps

the longed for place

beyond space and time;

the total surrender;

the loss that gains.

But until then

this transcendence

of frustration

will have to do

and maybe that's

enough for now.

 

Ceci LaDuca, Tampa, FL

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