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the veil transformed

“Break down in me the barricades of death / And tear the veil in two with your last breath.” ~from Malcolm Guite’s poem, Cleansing the Temple, https://malcolmguite.wordpress.com/2017/04/11/holy-week-tuesday-cleansing-the-temple-4/

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I am fascinated by the concept of the veil, that thing that separates, being torn and revealing… I don’t know… the Christ mystery (?) that holds all things together in a different (unimaginable?) way.

And further, somehow Malcolm’s words “with your last breath” cause me to wonder about breath pointing us toward the practice of tearing the veil ~ not only “last” as in “final”… also last as in previous, the breath that just happened without any fanfare.

 

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Jesus weeps.

“Jesus comes near and he beholds the city / And looks on us with tears in his eyes, / And wells of mercy, streams of love and pity / Flow from the fountain from whence all things arise.” ~an excerpt from Jesus Weeps by Malcolm Guite

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