Tag: poetry

Transcendent Reformation

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I’ve had my day of death

My day of grief’s initiation

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I’ve seen the spirit’s

Transcendent reformation

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All I ask for now

Is a daily celebration

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To awe my rebel ego

To prayer and service, jubilation.

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Spiritual Reflection: Sustained By The Streams

Be like the tree, planted by streams of water, that yields its fruit in season

Adapted from Psalm 1, verse 3

What sustains you, like the “streams”?

tree streams

…like a tree, planted by streams of water” is a phrase from Psalm 1, and I have found it so fruitful. It has become like a stream of inspiration for me.

Another phrase finds me out

just a few words are enough

for thought to be inspired

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And my spirit drinks deep

from the waters of life

that never run dry.

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Soul

The soul is patient

The soul is kind

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The soul is not self-seeking

And does not rejoice in wrongdoing

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The soul rejoices

With the truth

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The soul bears all things

Blieves all things

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Hopes all things

Endures all things

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The soul

Never ends

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And hope

Faith and love

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In the soul

These remain

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And the greatest of these

Is love.

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Inspiring Poetry: Intimations of Immortality

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;

The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star,

          Hath had elsewhere its setting

               And cometh from afar;

          Not in entire forgetfulness,

          And not in utter nakedness,

But trailing clouds of glory do we come 

               From God, who is our home:

Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

Shades of the prison-house begin to close

               Upon the growing Boy,

But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,

               He sees it in his joy

from “Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood” by William Wordsworth

Perhaps children are more aware of spirituality than adults are. I posted on this recently, then came across Richard Rohr quoting from this wonderful poem by William Wordsworth in Rohr’s book “Falling Upward”.

This post tries to make the link between Wordsworth’s poem and thoughts about childhood and spirituality.

I remember being asked to write an essay at school about evolution, and everything in me (as someone who did not follow any particular spiritual way and certainly not Christianity) protested that all that I was was an advanced form of amoeba.  I struggled to find words for it, though – “humanity”, “emotion” were the best I can remember. As Wordsworth writes:

Not in entire forgetfulness,

          And not in utter nakedness,

But trailing clouds of glory do we come 

               From God, who is our home:

Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

Likewise, I remember as a teenager being moved by sunrises, sunsets, powerful songs, beautiful music – what I would now describe as “the transcendent” – what there is in this life that is beyond words, that takes us out of ourselves, that raises us, spiritually.

…he beholds the light, and whence it flows,

               He sees it in his joy

Sometimes people talk about “original sin”, but I think there is also “original awareness” of spirituality. 

To become like a child we do not need to regress in our understanding.  But we may need to be born again to a realisation of the reality of spirit in our humanity, and to a wondrous appreciation of the presence, everywhere, of beauty and transcendence, calling us out of ourselves to God, who is the ultimate transcendence, who is ultimate spirit and being, and who calls us to a relationship that will transcend our dreams and ground our spirit in the greatest love of the universe.

I think Wordsworth put it all so well in his poem!

Conversio Morum*

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Conversion

Of life

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An onward

Journey

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To what is

Beyond now

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Hoping

Trusting

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That future

State

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Like a rising

Sun

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Will create

New light

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For which

We now run.

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*”conversio morummeans “conversion of life” and is used in Benedictine spirituality (see the link below)

Inspired by https://beingbenedictine.com/2019/02/17/from-who-we-are-to-who-we-might-become/