LET ME BE MINDFUL

Let me be mindful of God's splendor,not only in those quiet half hoursplucked from the day between waking and rising,from the silent room on peaceful evenings,with books outspread.

But as I hurtle through the world,race through that strident turbulenceof urgency and incidence,let me so carry God's great glorylike a torch in my hand,a sun in my face,a flame in my heart,that people turn in their tracks,feeling the warmth of it,catching the light.

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