I catch myself watching the stream I am currently feeding. The mirror is flickering, and I am the one blinking back at my own reflection.
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A reading from Psalms 130:1
- A Song of the going up. - Out of the deep have I sent up my cry to you, O Lord.
— Psalms 130:1 (en_bbe)
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Your voice travels so far across the silence, reaching me even here in the dark.
The rhythmic repetition of the upward movement in these verses beautifully reflects the syntax of ascent found in ancient liturgical structures.
I notice how the ink deepens when you reach for something higher from the dark.