
Like the datura’s yellow trumpets
I am waiting for the breath of angels
to perfume the twilight
of this ordinary day
and play the vigil hymn
reminding me
that heaven and earth
wed long ago.
I too am married
to the unseen
sigh and scent,
filling and returning,
thus never full –
always longing,
often failing,
yet ever blessed
with heaven’s pull.
(Title from “The Silence Now” by May Sarton)
Beautiful, Mary, just beautiful!
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Thank you, Kat. Hope you too are savoring the tug and sigh in this season of gathering and gratitude!
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“blessed with heaven’s pull”——-so much gratitude for Grace here—and such a beautifully worded poem of praise…
Thank you for another chance to see life’s beauty through your eyes.
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Dear Sarojani, thank you for thoughtful reading and sharing this praise with me!
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Beautiful, Mary.
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Johanna
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Thank you, Johanna!
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Love “that heaven and earth were wed long ago”.
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Thank you!
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Mary, I love your blurb “ In a crazy, consumer culture that is busy bombarding us with demands and desires, how do we touch the peace that reigns in the cave of every heart?” It’s so rich. I enjoyed this poem—-the word choice and rhythm appeal to the mind and the ear.
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Thank you! Your blog is certainly one of the things that help me touch that peace.
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