“With a mighty chariotry, twice Ten thousand, thousands upon thousands, The Lord came from Sinai into the Holy Place.” [Ps 68:17] Peter Menkin, SeaPoint, Pacifica, California - May 26, 2000 A Memorial Poem for Ecumenical Convalescent Hospital Ministry of Marin Engaged in Le Milieu Divine Lent... (2002) In the habitat zone where I know God’s presence I recognize the outer darkness-- transfigure is the season’s introduction to Le Milieu Divine Precarious habitation, there is the greater world where Christ is loci, even in travails ordinary, extraordinary. We are of substance existence, created believing--seeking. Fill my half-heartedness; unbend me. Before my trials of devil and insidious evil--the darkness. You are center point even of my despair inside me, outside entering transformation. May I show penitence, everlasting one adored. Lent begins. Visions of God’s presence Prose poem written Christmas 1999 An Interlude, an Invitation to Further Reflection. THIS IS AN ARTICLE IN POETIC FORM OF THE PASSION BIRTH AS PAGEANT DISPLAYED IN WRITING ON THE SKY BY THE HORIZON. EARLY LIGHT JUST BEGUN. AWAKEN SLEEPER. PLEASE DO, DO THE INVITATION SPEAKS. Some notes of Advent through Epiphany, with the Star in the South ever bright before dawn. On a journey, and in search of the living God in Christ. To ascend. Seeking the Glory of God revealed in the morning as a vigil and journal in Chronicle of light where the hidden sight of the Almighty is passing by with celestial ever-present burning bright pleasure in Grace. This is the American scene, here in the West above the waters. The clouds above and yet this violet and purple so immense as to bring fear, and an awe. “My ways are not your ways.” He is not in the lightning. Look not there, but transfixed this is an imminence of recording the daily sight of the season as the rising sun, oh glorious is the dawn. This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us be glad in it. So the words are spoken. (CAPTION) Jesus weeping in the Garden of Gesthemane. “And He went a little beyond them, and fell on His face and prayed, saying, ‘My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from Me; yet not as I will, but as You will.’” Photo: Anonymous