Noon brings challenges.
In quiet times, I sit and think deeply of you, latching myself to your power.
Through they day, when I need you most — where are you? The crush of the world overwhelms.
It is not that I strain to find you. The blocks that keep me from you are no obvious, powerful dam.
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I do not even think to seek. The world is too fast, my preoccupations too severe. I do not try and fail to find you: The blocks are the things that cause me not to try.
Bring me back to myself, Lord, to my morning intention, even at noon: let me seek you.
– from the mountain
Consider:
How can I bring morning’s presence even to noon?
Reading:
“The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.” —SONG OF SONGS 2:13
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