Talking to the muse, Conversations with the Holy Spirit
By Peter Menkin - Jun 20, 2001
Edited October 27, 2007
"The spirit moves on the waters, breath of God
"to its dark and furthest corners by the wind
of heaven blown" You bring this melodious
soundings as all the earth around me receives
the wind that blows; divine love may we
gain the human self
You offer. Holy Trinity
the place begun is the place I found, as again
I see others and myself lose their lives to have
their life. Come Holy Spirit, as you are in languages
many, knowing our hearts and secret desires.
Love is a tender embrace, an entry so gentle
encompassing the spirit and soul, seducing and arousing
with whispers and songs; on the daylight through each
day and in the night, for O gracious Light,
Yours is the day, O God, Yours also the night...
the sunshine and season seek us with Your spirit
among us, in us, behind us, before us, below us,
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