The Holy Spirit is an harpist

And all strings

Which are touched in Love

Must sound.

- Mechtild of Magdeberg

Pluck the strings of my soul and make music to the spheres

Play me like a finely tuned instrument.

I must sound.

Sing

Laugh

Cry

Tune my strings to one another and to the orchestra of life

Play me gently, softly, slowly

Then there will be

Harmony

Balance

Serenity

Sightread the Spirit of God into every note of my being

Improvise and scat all over my life

So I’ll know

Joy

Playfulness

Delight

Compose an original symphony of a diverse and creative life

Beat the drum of justice

On my heart

Peace

Peace

Peace