Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

SKYLIGHT

SKYLIGHT

You were the one for skylights. I opposed Cutting into the seasoned tongue-and-groove Of pitch pine. I liked it low and closed, Its claustrophobic, nest-up-in-the-roof Effect. I liked the snuff-dry feeling, The perfect, trunk-lid fit of the old ceiling. Under there,...

Son Worship

Son Worship

To long for the unsettling, unsetting Son is dangerous. Saints and Starets, sinners and seekers have found that Christ takes them at their word who say that they want, or would like, to know him.   Holy Fools have met him in the derision of sophisticates....

Deathbed

Now, when the frail and fine-spun Web of mortality Gapes, and lets slip What we have loved so long From out our lighted present Into the trackless dark We turn, blinded, Not to the Christ in Glory, Stars about his feet, But to the Son of Man, Back from the tomb, Who...

No Eulogy Please!

No Eulogy Please!

There was something defiant about his funeral, as if he had decided from the start to resist the eulogy....   The eulogy would be merely what he did in the waiting room: life's see-sawing of one foot onto the other, which is nothing, in comparison to the light so...

Tents are not Homes

Tents are not Homes

This wilderness falls on my way and though a wanderer like Jacob  of old here I cannot stay. I remember John the Baptist who chose for his home the wilderness;   I remember too the wild sweetness that I have tasted there in these seasons and the temptation to...

No Shore in Sight

No Shore in Sight

If you can stay in the midst of the turmoil unperplexed and calm because you see Jesus, that is God's plan in your life. Not that you may be able to say, 'I have done this and now it's alright.' We have an idea that God is leading us to a certain goal, a desired...

The Pain of Falling Leaves

The Pain of Falling Leaves

And if, as autumn deepens and darkens I feel the pain of falling leaves, and stems that break in storms and trouble and dissolution and distress and then the softness of deep shadows folding, folding around my soul and spirit, around my lips so sweet, like a swoon, or...

Together truth and beauty are  one

Together truth and beauty are one

I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room.   He questioned softly why I failed? ‘For beauty,’ I replied. ‘And I for truth, - the two are one; We brethren are,’ he said.   And so, as...

Living for now, and then

Living for now, and then

Thy life is Gods, thy time to come is gone, And is his right. He is thy night at noon: he is at night Thy noon alone. The crop is his, for he has sown.   And well it was for thee, when this befell, That God did make Thy business his, and in thy life partake: For...

A little boat adrift!

A little boat adrift!

Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?   So, sailors say, on yesterday, Just as the dusk was brown, One little boat gave up its strife, And gurgled down and down.   But angels say, on...

Two deaths: here and hereafter

Two deaths: here and hereafter

Hark, how the birds do sing, And woods ring. All creatures have their joy; and man hath his, Yet if we rightly measure, Man’s joy and pleasure Rather hereafter, than in present, is….   Not that he may not here Taste of the cheer, But as birds drink, and straight...

Born among the trees and leaves

Born among the trees and leaves

O who will show me those delights on high Echo. I Thou echo, thou art mortal, all men know. Echo. No Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves? Echo. Leaves. And are there any leaves that still abide? Echo. Bide. What leaves are they? Impart the matter wholly....