Sunday, March 6, 2016


Mid-Lent 2016

Gossamer filaments of experience 
weave a shimmer of quiet within me,
a life-lived knowing
of seeming contradictions and grace.

Is this peace, I wonder…
the settling of my soul
into its shape, into its beauty,
I wonder…

As to whether it will last or
what it will mean
to the grand eternal scheme,
I can but give thanks and say that

like the rabbit in the book,
it feels as though
I am becoming real because of this:
a fullness of Love.

Kimberly M, King, RSCJ

1 comment:

Rebecca Ramsey said...

Love this. So beautiful.