Orison is the voice of the yearning soul:
with silent pleas the longing heart cries out
the need for union, completion its only goal;
sweet hope in eternal struggle with fear and doubt.
And so we frame a quiet space to sit
and make a daily discipline of time,
encouraging our bodies to commit
to stillness, that may lead to some sublime
experience of light, or revelation,
a softening of anguish or remorse,
a feeling we're awash in approbation,
that the path we're on is really the right course...
Our motives may be selfish and impure
but the call that draws us onward will endure.
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