The Poetry of Spirituality
Tag: nature
Being In nature . God He did not consider . Equality With God . A greatness To grasp . But chose To be a slave . Serving All human beings . And humbled By obedience . He came To a cross . Of others’ Devising . Discovering Death . And the way Of resurrection. . … Continue reading The Way of Resurrection
. All things Have their glory . Charged with love Charged with God . If we But knew . How to receive Their story. . Inspired by "God's Grandeur" by Gerard Manley Hopkins, which you can read here. Image by Werner Redlich from Pixabay
The gift Of the morning Arrives In light An early Dawning From depths Of night And I gaze Through the window To the Gathering day And wonder And worship And ponder And pray. Inspired by https://darylmadden.wordpress.com/2018/07/11/light-and-air/
~ The song thrush calls In the morning ~ Declaring The spring ~ Though darkness Still permeates ~ The dawn rising Bulbs are also ~ Thrusting Green shoots ~ And the light My heart is inspiring. ~ Image by PicsbyFran from Pixabay
I caught that day In his hovering over ~ Of the stillness lake And my heart stirred ~ Simply for that bird In flight ~ As if suddenly I had joined ~ His light Motion and unceasing ~ Trembling of the steady air All captured ~ In moments Of enraptured stare. ~ Inspired by personal … Continue reading Trembling of the Steady Air
The news Is that this morning ~ A robin Was singing ~ Outside In the cold ~ And in the darkness And it was beautiful. ~
How to transcend The barrier ~ Dividing Our humanity ~ From nature’s Mysteries? ~ Our senses cry out For water and air ~ We long to stare At distance and beauty ~ And what do we accomplish As we move into maturity? ~ Our connection With the cosmos ~ Now And for eternity. ~
. The wild birds Inhabit these hills . And I, a walker, Glancing down the valley . Dazzled by gleaming lights Flung across the fields like necklaces . I feel connected With the wind . The grass under my feet God's sky above my head. . "The universe is composed of subjects to be communed … Continue reading Connected
Snow’s silent Whiteness . Is like a Blank . Waiting for footprints That will be . The writing of human life On nature’s page . Awaiting Interpretation.
. In every Thing . There is more Than is understood . Eternity In little space . Created By God. . Inspired by this saying by St. Teresa of Avila: “I believe that in each little thing created by God there is more than what is understood even if it is a little ant.” .
Flowering Poverello 
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