Mysteries yes: look with astonishment

Mysteries yes: look with astonishment

Truly we live with mysteries too marvellous               to be understood…. Let me keep my distance, always, from those               who think they have the answers. Let me keep company always with those who say               ‘Look!’ and laugh in astonishment,...
Listening now and forever?

Listening now and forever?

The god of dirt came up to me many times and said so many wise and delectable things, I lay on the grass listening to his dog voice, crow voice, frog voice: now, he said, and now, and never once mentioned forever,  which has nevertheless always been, like a sharp iron...
Feeling the Cold?

Feeling the Cold?

I found Him not in world or sun, Or in eagle’s wing, or insect’s eye; Nor through the questions men may try, The petty cobwebs we have spun:…   A warmth within the breast would melt The freezing reason’s coldest part, And like a man in wrath the heart Stood up...
In the beginning was the word

In the beginning was the word

We shall not cease from exploration, And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started, And know the place for the first time.   T.S. Eliot (1888-1965).
A birth, and our death?

A birth, and our death?

… were we led all that way for Birth or death? There was a Birth certainly, We had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death, But had thought they were different; this birth was Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death. We returned to our places,...