In Praise of The One Who Is PresentDan Doyle
In silence there is Presence
beyond and within the silence.
In the darkness before the light
there is Presence beyond darkness.
In the mountains heights majesty
there is Presence lifting it up.
In the great broad-spread sky
there is Presence beyond its vastness.
In the star-sparked eternity of space,
In the universe’s expanding greatness
there is Presence embracing it all,
encompassing it, welcoming it,
breathing over it, infinitely.
In the infinitely small present moment
there is the Presence that is
at the center of all time.
And in the solitude and the
silence of the womb
where a new life begins
in the union of single cells
there is that Presence witnessing
and breathing itself into that new life.
This Presence waits within all things,
supports all things, seen and unseen.
In this Presence meaning resides
in all of its wonder and fullness,
and waits patiently to be discovered.
This Presence permeates everything;
there is nothing that is not
infused with this Presence.
Nothing, no one, is alone
for there is a Presence that
enters and surrounds every thing
every person, every space
with creative, affirming impetus.
All moments, all being is in
this creative Presence at all times
Nothing is abandoned.
All is inspired, indeed
All is loved by this Presence.
All of existence expresses this Presence
in beauty, in complexity, and in simplicity.
All color and form IS because of this Presence
All meaning is from this Presence.
Yet, there is one being called human,
created in the image and likeness
of this eternal, living Presence itself,
that can see and love this infinite,
this eternal Presence for its reality,
for its truth, its goodness, and yet,
can willfully turn away from it.
But all of man’s and woman’s
prideful arrogance and foolishness
can diminish nothing of this Presence.
It, in all truth, in all reality,
cannot be denied, for it is All in all
and without it there can be no thing.
Because this Presence is,
was, and always will be
there never was such a thing as Nothing.
This Presence, this I AM,
Is the very Ground of Being
from which, and in which,
all things arise and have their being.
Glory be to God, the Presence
who was before the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end. Amen.