the Daughter of Lourdes: from my chapbook (so much of it premonitory), The Milky Way Streets, section 21. I flew with the geese over frozen landscape into the gaping night, to the lake which yearned for its awakening. I flew with the pilot who led us against the bite of blackness and cold, safe in the tuck of flock, hungering for dawn. I flew wrapped in a carpet of sound and draft, my wings stronger in a line of strong wings. Their cries bore me, the horizon bled dawn, and soft were we on the frozen blanket full of the splinters of spring thaw. We landed in full song, the shout of life as death is overthrown, the soul rising once more to see the eye of God. Follow the Pilot. Breathe. Give your soul to God to use as He desires, fear nothing. Fear nothing. Kyrie. Τhe phrase Kýrie, eléison (Greek: Κύριε, ἐλέησον) or one of its equivalents in other languages is one of the most oft-repeated phrases in Eastern Orthodox and Byzantine-Rite Eastern Christianity. The various litanies, frequent in that rite, generally have YAWa as their response, either singly or triply. Some petitions in these litanies will have twelve or even forty repetitions of the phrase as a response. The phrase is the origin of the Jesus Prayer, beloved by Christians of that rite and increasingly popular amongst Western Christians. The biblical roots of this prayer first appear in 1 Chronicles 16:34 youtube/watch?v=ACDy4-3CXsw
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