Maker and Giver of life --
You who created the starry planets,
You who ride on the wings of the morning --
Have mercy on me!
This is a prayer that bursts up from within me, seemingly unbidden, and consciously unknown in its source. It is the form of a traditional Hebrew blessings. Yet it blurts out as a petition, often coming when I am at the end of my rope or on "the shortest day of hope." In the age of Google, I can search to find where it comes from. But the only result is in March 2011 on this very blog, written by me. Is it the prayer of a past life? My own? Or someone else's? It is a prayer for today's fading yellow dawn.
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