Creator of the Universe,
Loving Mystery, Womb of Silence,
you have brought me out of the narrows
into a broad and spacious place.
I will not return to confinement,
but remain here in your generous freedom.
I guard the silence at the center;
I hold the moment empty and open.
I breathe in,
and make sanctuary in my body for you.
I make room in my thoughts
for you to enter and be at peace.
I offer openings in my day,
where you may rest.
I create space in my living
for you alone.
I enter the holy of holies
where you make of this moment
the void of Creation,
the gift of Sabbath.