Well, you have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It’s time that you won.
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We’ve still got time
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice
You’ve made it known.
Image above and on front-page mastheads: "After The Hurricane" by Winslow Homer.
Words above: "Falling Slowly" by Glen James Hansard and Marketa Irglova
I am that which is highest. I am that which is lowest. I am that which is All.
Image above: “Labyrinth at Ghost Ranch in New Mexico,” by Christine Valters Paintner OblSB, PhD, REACE
Words above: "I Am That" by Julian of Norwich
From plane of light to plane, wings dipping through
Geometries and orchids that the sunset builds,
Out of the peak's black angularity of shadow, riding
The last tumultuous avalanche of
Light above pines and the guttural gorge,
The hawk comes.
His wing
Scythes down another day, his motion
Is that of the honed steel‐edge, we hear
The crashless fall of stalks of Time.
The head of each stalk is heavy with the gold of our error.
Look! Look! he is climbing the last light
Who knows neither Time nor error, and under
Whose eye, unforgiving, the world, unforgiven, swings
Into shadow.
Long now,
The last thrush is still, the last bat
Now cruises in his sharp hieroglyphics. His wisdom
Is ancient, too, and immense. The star
Is steady, like Plato, over the mountain.
If there were no wind we might, we think, hear
The earth grind on its axis, or history
Drip in darkness like a leaking pipe in the cellar.
Words above: “Evening Hawk” Copyright © 1985 by Robert Penn Warren.
Image above: Crucifixion by Scott Fisher
Artist Jimpsie Ayres writes "...thinking about entering life with complete abandon and love. Inspired by this Japanese Christian blessing:
Go into the world with a daring and tender love. Go in peace. The world is waiting. And all that you do, do it for love, and in the name of Jesus Christ who is Lord.
Image above: "Leap" by Jimpsie Ayres
