Friday, October 8, 2010

It looks like love but is reversed …

A poem by Tsocho Boyadjiev, Prof.
стихотворение от проф. Цочо Бояджиев

MIRROR


It looks like:
a trace of bright dream before dawn;
a breath of pigweed and saltbush at the bottom of the yard;
steps of a drunken cricket across the bridge over the river;
quinces arranged on the drawer in the kitchen;
clothes thrown on the chair by the window;
truth spoken without words…

It looks like love
but is reversed
Tsocho Boyadjiev, Prof.



photo by Tsocho Boyadjiev, Prof.
снимка на проф. Цочо Бояджиев

4U2C

4U2C

A Prayer Before Communion
by St Dimitry of Rostov


Open, O doors and bolts of my heart
that Christ the King of Glory may enter!
Enter, O my Light and enlighten my darkness;
enter, O my Life, and resurrect my deadness;
enter, O my Physician and heal my wounds;
enter, O Divine Fire, and burn up the thorns of my sins;
ignite my inward parts and my heart with the flame of Thy love;
enter, O my King, and destroy in me the kingdom of sin;
sit on the throne of my heart and [You] alone reign in me,
O Thou, my King and Lord.



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