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Welcome To The Religion Network!
I'm Lisa Bowman. The Religion Network is an interfaith web site providing inspiration, quotes and religious resources. This Home Page is changed every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. You are warmly
invited to read every quote posted for each theme, or simply to read those that interest you. They are
offered in the belief that inspiration can be found in all spiritual faiths, and that finding the commonality
in religions is more important than pointing up the differences. Religion is precious gift that blesses the
individual and uplifts the community. However you worship, I hope this site enhances your journey. Let
us meet regularly and build a spiritual network. If you'd like to know my story, click on biography.

On Today's Theme:

St. Augustine once said, in so many words, "He who sings,
prays twice." I suggest that the same applies to poetry, since
lyrics and poetry live on the same heavenly cloud. The economic
use of words in the art of poetry lends extra meaning to each word, and
when the subject is God, it usually means those words are laced with
a beauty that lifts our hearts 'till we float upon their inspiration.

T. S. Eliot was an American poet who lived much of his adult life in
England. He said that his poetry was influenced by both countries,
and although he preferred being known as an American poet, he
became a British citizen in 1927. Around the same time, he exper-
ienced a religious conversion, leading to his joining the Anglican
Church. The poem below was written after his heart found its
refuge in God, and his joy is evident.

- Lisa Bowman

O Light Invisible, we praise Thee!

Too bright for mortal vision.

O Greater Light, we praise Thee for the less;

The eastern light our spires touch at morning,

The light that slants upon our western doors at evening,

The twilight over stagnant pools at batflight,

Moon light and star light, owl and moth light,

Glow-worm glowlight on a grassblade.

O Light Invisible, we worship Thee!

...In our rhythm of earthly life we tire of light. We are

glad when the day ends, when the play ends

and ecstasy is too much pain.

We are children quickly tired: children who are up in the

night and fall asleep as the rocket is fired; and the

day is long for work or play.

We tire of distraction or concentration, we sleep and are

glad to sleep,

Controlled by the rhythm of blood and the day and the

night and the seasons.

And we must extinguish the candle, put out the light

and relight it;

Forever must quench, forever relight the flame.

Therefore we thank Thee for our little light, that is

dappled with shadow.

We thank Thee who hast moved us to building, to find-

ing, to forming at the ends of our fingers and beams

of our eyes.

And when when have built an altar to the Invisible Light,

we may set thereon the little lights for which our

bodily vision is made.

And we thank Thee that darkness reminds us of light.

O Light Invisible, we give Thee thanks for Thy great


T. S. Eliot (1888-1965)

American poet, dramatist and critic;
Winner of the 1948 Nobel Peace Prize for Literature

Excerpted from: Choruses from 'The Rock'
(Note - 'The Rock' was a pageant play that was performed
in 1934 as a benefit for churches in the Diocese of London.)

And now, the Last Word:

Into my heart's night
Along a narrow way
I groped; and lo! the light,
An infinite land of day.

Rumi (d. 1273)
Persian poet


































































Bonus Quote:

In the beginning there was nothing. God said, "Let there
be light!" And there was light. There was still nothing,
but you could see it a whole lot better.

Ellen De Generes
American comic and talk show host

(What? Like you didn't know I have an irreverent sense of humor? - Lisa)


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