The Moya View

Tag: Invitatory

  • Invitatory

    Invitatory

    The birds sing of hungerthrough the pillars of lights that render the sky into beingthe great crease of You stumblingthrough onto my bedclotheskindling the room once morewith the face of peace found-outsatiating my starvation with the lamb’s diminutive thorna whole world waiting for Your Yes Author’s note: I usually start my mornings in prayer, asking…