Sunday, October 7, 2012

bits of akathist




for calling me into being
showing me the beauty of the universe
spreading out before me heaven and earth
like the pages in a book of eternal wisdom
for eternity in this fleeting world
for mercies, seen and unseen
through every sigh of my sorrow
for every step of my life's journey
for every moment, glory to You.

blessed are you, nurturing earth, in your fleeting loveliness, which wakens our yearning for happiness that will last for ever, in the land where beauty grows not old

(by Gregory Petrov, who wrote this in a prison camp in 1940 shortly before dying)