GALILEE

I will pour out my silent prayer,
just as a stream gushes from a rock.
O Lord! Show me Galilee
and the angels with white wings!

And let me see You there, exalted —
hope and dream gathered in Your rays.
And without asking where You are in this moment —
let tears fill my eyes.

I do not believe You are far away in the cosmos.
Joy fills me when I call upon You.
Sighing in prayer, and speaking,
You fill my spirit with Your words.

And I follow You with faith, like a bird,
whose wings are anointed with oil,
to be Yours, the apple of God’s eye...
Beyond the stars — a kindred spirit, Galileo...

Stefan Glavchev
(I kneel before You)