Hints And Glimpses

by solitary walker

All we have… are hints and glimpses…  Bonnie Thurston

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. 1 Corinthians 13:12

I will give you the treasures of darkness and riches hidden in secret places. Isaiah 45:3


Moments of great calm,
Kneeling before an altar
Of wood in a stone church
In summer, waiting for the God
To speak; the air a staircase
For silence; the sun’s light
Ringing me, as though I acted
A great rôle. And the audiences
Still; all that close throng
Of spirits waiting, as I,
For the message.

Prompt me, God;
But not yet. When I speak,
Though it be you who speak
Through me, something is lost.
The meaning is in the waiting. RS Thomas

From Light Shines

This sudden, unsought
gleam of understanding
renders you breathless,
altered in some way
just for an instant,
clarifying for a moment
what you’d half thought
or dimly felt one time
 –  as on the road to Damascus
or to Egypt in flight –
that you’re an unknowing pilgrim
at an altar of pure light. The Solitary Walker
Many thanks  to Andy and his wonderfully understated, spiritual blog Pilgrimpace for inspiring this post and for reminding me of some of  the lines I’ve quoted here.