Listen "2023-04-04 | Day 3/Part 2 | April Integrated Intensive | Flint Sparks and Peg Syverson"
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2023-04-04 | Day 3/Part 2 | April Integrated Intensive | Flint Sparks and Peg Syverson
00:09:56 - Clayton Maxwell Recites ‘I am a Little Church, (No Great Cathedral)’
Participants Share their Vows/Aspirations
I am a little church (no great cathedral)
I am a little church (no great cathedral)
far from the splendour and squalor of hurrying cities
-I do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
I am not sorry when sun and rain make April
My life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope, and I wake to a perfect patience of mountains
I am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-Ido not worry if longer nights grow longest;
I am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring, I lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
E.E.Cummings
MB
00:09:56 - Clayton Maxwell Recites ‘I am a Little Church, (No Great Cathedral)’
Participants Share their Vows/Aspirations
I am a little church (no great cathedral)
I am a little church (no great cathedral)
far from the splendour and squalor of hurrying cities
-I do not worry if briefer days grow briefest,
I am not sorry when sun and rain make April
My life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope, and I wake to a perfect patience of mountains
I am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature
-Ido not worry if longer nights grow longest;
I am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring, I lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
E.E.Cummings
MB
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