Not long ago the trees were loaded with golden leaves.
Though pretty to look at they robbed me of the world beyond.
But now that the leaves have fallen
I am able to look through the skeletal branches
to the deep blue sky beyond.
Teach us, Good Lord,
how to take care of our material needs
without neglecting our spiritual needs;
how to take care of ourselves
without neglecting others;
and how to live joyfully in this world
without losing sight of the world to come.
RING THE BELLS THAT STILL CAN RING
FORGET YOUR PERFECT OFFERING
THERE IS A CRACK IN EVERYTHING
THAT’S HOW THE LIGHT GETS IN