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Prayer XXIII


Then a priestess said, "Speak to us of Prayer."
And he answered, saying:
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
For what is prayer but the expansion of yourself into the living ether?
And if it is for your comfort to pour your darkness into space, it is also for your delight to pour forth the dawning of your heart.
And if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing.
When you pray you rise to meet in the air those who are praying at that very hour, and whom save in prayer you may not meet.
Therefore let your visit to that temple invisible be for naught but ecstasy and sweet communion.
For if you should enter the temple for no other purpose than asking you shall not receive.
And if you should enter into it to humble yourself you shall not be lifted:
Or even if you should enter into it to beg for the good of others you shall not be heard.
It is enough that you enter the temple invisible.
I cannot teach you how to pray in words.
God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips.
And I cannot teach you the prayer of the seas and the forests and the mountains.
But you who are born of the mountains and the forests and the seas can find their prayer in your heart,
And if you but listen in the stillness of the night you shall hear them saying in silence,
"Our God, who art our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth.
It is thy desire in us that desireth.
It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also.
We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us:
Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all."

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  • Matticus
    November 20, 2004
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    I must agree with the poem...

    it is true...

    it flows beautifully

  • Cvillelisa
    November 20, 2004
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    I've been meaning to add a Gibran book to my collection .. sigh. Reminds me of when I was a very regular church attender. Whenever it was time for the morning prayer - and the Pastor asked for Joys and Concerns....there was NEVER any Joys. It was all concerns. I remember we actually had a meeting where it was decided to "make sure there were some joys uplifted every Sunday" how silly that seemed to me - here we were in a place supposedly filled with Joy and we had to "plant" joy prayers. I don't know why people forget to life of the Joys.

    Interesting and I shall look further into the author. Thanks to whoever promoted it.

    Peace,
    Lisa


  • MargaretG
    November 20, 2004
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    This condenses prayer to its essence, no formula but to be present with God. This is contrary to what Jesus said, "Ask and you shall be given", but it is also in harmony with the expansive nature of God that Jesus revealed. The flow of the words is very beautiful.

  • Smilingspider
    May 28, 2004
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    To come with nothing
    ask for nothing
    but to give blessing to him.
    It is the beauty of the light
    that should be praised
    God in his wisdom will
    gift you what would be needed.