Lectio

“Let me see your face,

let me hear your voice,

for your voice is soft

and your face is comely”

— Song of Songs 2:14

Once. Twice. Three times I read these words,

and with each time they become

a little slower,

a little quieter.

They cease to be words.

Though I stumble over them,

they become something else:

a prayer;

a question;

a desire.

This is the first in a series of four poems based on the practice of Lectio Divina. The next poem is Meditatio.