In the stillness as
I opened my heart to God -
I got lost. I prayed.
I, in the quiet,
sought in the stillness, the calm
of all things forgot.
And I found
everything.
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AS A RULE, my precious Starshine, 
prayer is always more 
than the sum of all that we can see 
with our unseeing eyes.
A soul in prayer is a heart present to its thought; 
a walk across the vast, empty deserts within; 
a reaching out to places beyond self; 
a looking above from within.
It is silence contemplating Silence - 
alone with the Alone.
It is a growing, persevering, 
often times frustrating work 
born of great necessity, 
out of thy love of God.
Prayer is an ascent to the timeless, 
anchored upon ageless truth, 
of all the things we love 
and of the Love that all created things hope for, 
most especially by the truth of thy heart of love, 
and of thy faith yearning to God in prayer.
The way to God is a crooked line, 
for we are all but human. 
But the way of prayer 
makes this way certain. 
For the soul that perseveres in prayer 
shall indeed profit 
from the LORD Who rewards all things, 
great and small, known and known to God alone, 
when done out of love and fear 
of the one common Creator 
of all common creation, seen and unseen.
It is not only important that we pray, 
and persevere in this way, my precious friend, 
in private, above all in community with each other, 
it is simply necessary for human happiness 
and the well-being of the still small truth that lives, 
like a mustard seed, 
inside of every self 
for all things true and everlasting 
depend on a heart of prayer.
Prayer is spiritual. 
Therefore, 
there are seasons within the soul that range 
from sweet to dry or empty 
but never must thy heart stay still, 
you must gather when it needs gathering 
and to know also when to look beyond these seasons; 
you must be vigilant, 
pressing on till you reach the heart of God 
to lay your hopes in the LORD. 
So prayer may be long 
or it may be short 
but it must always be timeless, 
its substance is the motion 
that lives like a love longing for Itself.
And when the Silence shall to your bowed heart speak, 
It shall do so swift as light, 
being Spoken without words 
and instantly manifest to your soul as winged truth - 
then you shall seek to forget all other things 
but God and God alone.
And in God you shall range far, 
self cognizant of self, 
intimate with the Intimate, 
to dwell in holy remembrance of all things.
For far may your wandering heart be 
but to love and in Love 
you shall forever remain 
when you shall in prayer persevere.
So do so, dearest Starshine, 
and say AMEN: 
Know for thy own self 
why the heart that believes 
believes only because it prays.
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