Monk's Prayer - Bonnie Thurston


 At the monastic center
is always a cloister,
an orchestrated emptiness,
a place of light,
a fountain to feed
the heart's garden.

Give me this life:
a center empty
of all but light,
the stillness of Eden
before fruit was plucked,
my heart a spring
of living water.



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