Glory All Around

Reflections on Beauty and Wonder

Search

After a While

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Wed, 03 Jan 2018 12:49:14 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

by Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
And after a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you can endure. . .
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and learn. . .
With every goodbye, you learn.

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

The Suburbs

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Fri, 24 Jul 2015 16:03:16 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

THE SUBURBS

Complaint
Is only possible

While living in the suburbs
Of God.


Daniel Ladinsky, The Gift

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

My Eyes So Soft

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Thu, 16 Jul 2015 14:15:43 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

MY EYES SO SOFT

Don't Surrender
Your loneliness so quickly.
Let it cut more
Deep.

Let it ferment and season you
As few human
Or even divine ingredients can.

Something missing in my heart tonight
Has made my eyes so soft,
My voice so
Tender,

My need of God
Absolutely
Clear.


Daniel Ladinsky, The Gift

1 comment   Edit post   Add post

I'd Call That

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sat, 11 Jul 2015 11:59:27 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

I'D CALL THAT

Before I
fell asleep last night
I laid awake and wondered:

What did I achieve this day
just roaming around calling His name?

So I brought before my mind's eye all who
I had been kind to,
and it turned out to be
all things that
I had
seen.

I'd call that--one hell of a
productive
day!


Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

Great Pilgrimage

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Tue, 07 Jul 2015 11:10:24 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

GREAT PILGRIMAGE

I felt in need of a great pilgrimage
so I sat still for three
days

and God came
to me.


Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God

1 comment   Edit post   Add post

Visiting Holy Shrines

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Wed, 01 Jul 2015 14:32:52 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

VISITING HOLY SHRINES

If you circumambulated every holy shrine
in the world
ten times,

it would not get you to heaven
as quick

as controlling your
anger.


Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

Soldier On

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sat, 11 Apr 2015 11:31:07 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 


Soldier On

Science has proven
that merely looking
at photos
of beautiful women
stimulates
the pleasure centers
in a man's brain.

I can verify
that experiment.

But looking at
a real woman,
in the room,
and smelling her,
and feeling the
vibrations
of her voice,
feels so good
that it's almost
too much to bear.

The temptation
is palpable
to rip off her clothes
and have my way
with her,
right here
on the table.

But such is not
the way of the world.
So I soldier on,
in silent
suffering.


Bill St. Clair

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

Spring Blessing

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Wed, 08 Apr 2015 05:29:00 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

Spring Blessing

One day you wake up
able to name the weight
youve been carrying.
Realizing its not part of your body or your being,
not essential in any way to journeying or joy,
you set it down gently, without fanfare
in the long soft grass at the side of the road
and walk on
surprised to find yourself
smiling in the warm sun
for no particular reason.

Oriah Mountain Dreamer © 2015

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

Could You Embrace That?

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Sat, 14 Mar 2015 13:34:45 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 

COULD YOU EMBRACE THAT?

I said to God, "Let me love you."
And He replied, "Which part?"

"All of you, all of you," I said.

"Dear," God spoke, "you are as a mouse
wanting to impregnate
a tiger who is not even in heat. It is a feat
way
beyond your courage and strength.
You would run from me
if I removed my
mask."

I said to God again,
"Beloved I need to love you—every aspect,
every pore."

And this time God said,

"There is a hideous blemish on my body,
though it is such an infinitesimal part of
my Being—
could you kiss that if it were revealed?"

"I will try, Lord, I will try."

And then God said,
"That blemish is all the hatred and
cruelty in this
world."


Daniel Ladinsky, Love Poems from God

Add comment   Edit post   Add post

How Fascinating

Submitted by Bill St. Clair on Mon, 09 Mar 2015 14:41:24 GMT  <== Poetry ==> 


HOW FASCINATING

How

Fascinating the idea of death

Can be.

Too bad, though,

Because

It just isn't

True.


Daniel Ladinsky, The Gift

Add comment   Edit post   Add post