In the poverty that lies of my sorrow, I asked with the bended knee of my heart for gifts as Solomon did when he asked of You wisdom. Wisdom day, I want to know this rhythm living with You. Some wonderfully enter into spectacular celebration on Sundays that is a feast, and I am waiting to know some of this incredible Word: let my prayer rise like a sweet savor, incense that is happiness. Discovery, you are the Vine, and there is such celebration! I called out in the Church, Reveal Yourself, O my God! I am needy and seek You. In the quiet part of day, towards sunset, hear me. My sorrow brings me a lowly heart. May I know this lowly heart in your poverty. I have met You in others. They invite me with an ache. Heart. Mine. Give me hospitality. Accept me. This God, the Ground of Being... When reading the prayer of a man long gone, from a book, one joins across many years the imagination and dreams many hopes of a man and entreats God, the Christ, in the same way and words so they become ones own. This is a short experience to be remembered. Some people want to be with Christ, his spirit, all the day and long through the day, which lasts for such a while they speak to the Lord and offer their inner most thoughts, small details. We can be so intimate with this God, who cares about human beings. Merciful and faithful is this God, the Triune everlasting wonderous, generous one of unknown being, yet ground of being, that is the essence of ourselves and the basic thing us within. A reality that is the great reality. Tell of Him, this source and maker of the world and all that is in it. Reflection of Him, this God, Son, Holy Spirit. Does this story remind you, reader, of the possibilities you have tasted, that you know and can say is part of the wisdom that is experience? The joy that comes, we can see. See what is unseeable. (CAPTION) Icon of St. Benedict “Listen carefully, my son, to the master’s instructions, and attend to them with the ear of your heart. This is advice from a father who loves you; welcome it and faithfully put it into practice.” Prologue: The Rule of St. Benedict