Tweet we have watched again our own guilt disguised stalking the sullen wind carrying our own words the crows in the worn sky wait remembering too late the reasons for our being among them –Lance Henson (Voices of the Rainbow: Contemporary Poetry by Native Americans edited by Kenneth Rosen, p.58) Becoming a Hawk…
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Drinking Gold
Tweet Hummingbird hummingbird magenta-green and white carrier of light and wind from the south you came singing a high shrill whistle weighted with rain everywhere you flew the grasses bowed in prayer and a greenness came to the land as your song was heard your wings rushed the clouds to bring sweet wet seed from…
Heart-Light Shining
Tweet This mist, this cloud, this darkness into which we go, transcending knowledge, is the path below which your face cannot be found except veiled; but it is that very darkness which reveals your face is there, beyond all veils. –Nicolas of Cusa (Christian Mystics: 365 Readings and Meditations by Matthew Fox, p.151) Nicolas of…
As the Holy Flows Free
Tweet When the Holy Thaws And god is always there, if you feel wounded. He kneels over this earth like a divine medic, and His love thaws the holy in us –St. Teresa of Avila (Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West translated by Daniel Ladinsky, p. 291) These…
Radiant Fire
Tweet Paper would turn to flame if I touched it in an ecstatic mood. And ink dries if it comes a hundred feet within the radiance of one who will not let God leave their arms. –Kabir (Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West translated by Daniel Ladinsky, p. 209)…
The Sky Gave Me Its Heart
Tweet The sky gave me its heart because it knew mine was not large enough to care for the earth the way it did. –Rabia of Basra This is the first stanza of the poem “The Sky Gave Me Its Heart” by Rabia of Basra (Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East…
To Know the Dark
Tweet “To go in the dark with a light is to know the light. To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight, and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings, and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings. –Wendell Berry Poetry can be a safe guide, a wise presence, so you don’t…
Pain
Tweet The following poem by Elsie Robinson is titled “Pain” (Poems that touch the Heart compiled by A.L. Alexander, pp. 185-186): Why must I be hurt? Suffering and despair, Cowardice and cruelty, Envy and injustice, All of these hurt. Grief and terror, Loneliness and betrayal And the agony of loss or death— All these things…
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