The group sits silently,

Listening attentively to the actions in a heart not understood,

But felt.

With each week, encircling the center of the labyrinth,

Moving ever closer towards a grace filled core.

The Eucharist and their lives.

 

Now, weeks later, the graces ooze out,

Uncontrollably, at home, in others faces, at times of prayer,

It is understood.

The source emits its glow,

And turns love into action.

And action into love.

 

I cannot hold your desires any longer.

So Jesus … I will love, with your love.

Lawless and beautiful.

Boundless and immutable.

And spread it where you take me.

 

With this Eucharistic Energy …