Where the Soul's Hawk Rests....

PROVERB :

VOZ DEL PUEBLO, VOZ DEL CIELO
( voice of the people, voice of heaven )

PRAYER IS NOT AN OLD WOMAN'S IDLE AMUSEMENT.
PROPERLY UNDERSTOOD AND APPLIED, IT IS THE MOST
POTENT INSTRUMENT OF ACTION.

Gandhi

YOU ARE NOT HERE TO VERIFY, INSTRUCT YOURSELF,
OR INFORM CURIOSITY OR CARRY REPORT.
YOU ARE HERE TO KNEEL, WHERE PRAYER HAS BEEN
VALID.
AND PRAYER IS MORE THAN AN ORDER OF WORDS,
THE CONSCIOUS OCCUPATION OF THE PRAYING MIND,
OR THE SOUND OF THE VOICE PRAYING.

T.S. Eliot

TIME IS HUNGER, SPACE IS COLD
PRAY, PRAY, FOR PRAYER ALONE CAN QUIET
THE ANXIETIES OF VOID.
DREAM IS THE SOLITARY ROCK
WHERE THE SOUL'S HAWK RESTS :
DREAM...DREAM...DURING
ORDINARY LIFE.

Alfonso Cortes, translated by Thomas Merton

For us, here in Latin America, we are learning and observing more, about the mystery of prayer.
Quite often, it is not idle. It is engaged. It is hope.
It is dreaming and yearning.
Sometimes it flies, and other times it appears invisible.
But....it is.
Real, and necessary.

adios, Bruce

LODO DE CHARCO QUIETO :
MANANA POLVO
BAILANDO EN EL CAMINO.

( Mud in a still puddle : tomorrow dust dancing
in the streets )
Octavio Paz