[stylist] A New Prompt, LONGISH

[Debby Phillips]

Jackie, as I read the last poem, my body seemed to cry out for 
that kind of massage.  With everything I'm involved in, and with 
my own intensity of feeling, living, etc.  I am truly in need of 
something like that.  And silence! I long for the silence of a 
contemplative monastery, not just the absence of intrusive noise, 
but the silence of prayer, the silence of God's Presence, the 
silence of time passing, and yet, not.  By not, I mean that the 
prayers of the monks follow a rhythm of time all their own.  Day 
in and day out, the monks pray their prayers, for the world, for 
their fellow monks....     Debby