Antiphon
July 29, 2012 Leave a comment
Deep calls to deep
and my soul calls out to You in return.
I see the joy,
I see the excitement,
I see the revelry and abandon
as the piper leads the dance.
But where is the reverence?
Where is the awe?
The gifts of God seem mere playthings
in the minds and hands of the heedless.
Deep calls to deep
and my soul calls out to You in return.
The gifts of God,
more than mortals realize,
are more than treasure, more than limitless.
God does not discriminate,
pouring out on all who ask.
So many glean,
reaping gifts without knowing the Giver,
reaping love without knowing the Lover.
Deep calls to deep
and my soul calls out to You in return.
I want to know
the Giver of the graces.
I want to know the depths from which they flow.
The material without God
Is empty entertainment.
God the Giver
unites the Spirit and material,
the two becoming the fullness of God.
Deep calls to deep
and my soul calls out to You in return.
© 2008 M. Romeo LaFlamme