Our Living Antiphon

As I look at my window I can feel the kind of struggle. In a pensive mood, there's stillness that explores the veneer of reflection. Like the hub of a moving clock, with a distinct sense of dejá vu, The ethos of human nous, unfolds the crimson thread of truth. Just as it runs through life; my world gets gone through the mill. To know the ropes that interweave muscle the depth of who I am. With current strength to live, in a changing world; To link justice and freedom to all, a challenge that breaks monolithic platitudes, in a system that traces transformation. Openness to the wisdom of this decade describes itself in a variety of situations. The rich diversity of race, sexuality, and uniqueness, becomes the hallmark of our best. It is a rich prayer though that has its roots deeply in unity. To expand its meaning to all seasons seems the tide of propriety and importance. It is a recipe for living in freedom; as a yardstick to acknowledge everyone. In the midst of hardships and crooked lines, along the steps that herald who we are. Our oneness becomes a fitting one; Of the Pauline church that passed the word down the line. A message of love, hope, and communion in our antiphon of life to relate.