Prayers & Prose For Peace

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May The Wind Breathe Healing Upon Us

May the Wind breathe healing upon us,
prolong our life-span,
and fill our hearts with comfort!

You are our father, O Wind,
our friend and our brother.
Give us life that we may live.

From that immortal treasure, O Lord,
which is hidden in your abode,
impart to us that we may live.”

— The Vedas

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Trust In Prayer

Hoseng ha o tsoha (When you wake up in the morning )
Bosiu ha o robala (When you sleep at night)
Tshepa Thapelo (Put your trust in prayer)

Leha o le tsietsing (Even if you’re in trouble)
O tsamaya lefifing (walking in darkness)
Tshepa thapelo (Put your trust in prayer)

Leha o thabile Rapela (Even if you are happy – pray)
Leha o lemonateng U rapela (Even if you are joyful – pray )

Oh oh oh Kae kappa kae (Wherever you are)
Neng kappa neng (Whatever the time)
Tshepa thapelo (Put your trust in prayer)

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May We Realize The Greatness of Our Sorrow

May we realize the greatness of our sorrow and not run from its touch or Its flame.
May clarity be our ally and wisdom our support.
May our wrath be cleansing, cutting through the confusion of denial and greed.
May we not be afraid to see or speak our truth.
May the bleakness of the wasteland be dispelled.
May the soul’s journey be revealed and the true hunger fed.
May we be forgiven for what we have forgotten and blessed with the remembrance of who we really are.

– from The Box, by the Terma Company, 1992

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Go To The Limits of Your Longing

God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:

You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.

Flare up like flame
and make big shadows I can move in.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.

Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.

—Rainer Maria Rilke
Thank you Lily Moon Ovadya

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The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Wendell Berry

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