On the Sixteenth Day of Fast

I meditate on a Fasting prayer:
it is the wine of Divine love
flowing from the Holy Spirit
into the chalice of immortality.


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Invocation: To Baha'u'llah

O Glory of God!
I feel the Holy Spirit's power
flowing through Your words.
Awestruck
my soul falls prostrate begging
Your for forgiveness.

O Lord of Host!
When I read Your verses,
I hear trumpets echoing taps and reveille;
I see the old heaven rolled up,
the old earth passed away,
and the new spread out.

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Feast of Splendor

The glorious wine
of the Holy Spirit sipped
from the chalice of God's love.

The radiant bread
of the Word of God consumed
at the table of the Lord.

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Art

Gift of the Holy Spirit,
and the healer of humanity's wounds
when the artist soul turns in praise
to the glorious Lord.

 

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