Friday, November 2, 2018

Symeon the New Theologian - Awakening as the Beloved

 We awaken in Christ’s body,
As Christ awakens our bodies
There I look down and my poor hand is Christ,
He enters my foot and is infinitely me.
I move my hand and wonderfully
My hand becomes Christ,
Becomes all of Him.
I move my foot and at once
He appears in a flash of lightning.
Do my words seem blasphemous to you?
—Then open your heart to Him.
And let yourself receive the one
Who is opening to you so deeply.
For if we genuinely love Him,
We wake up inside Christ’s body
Where all our body all over,
Every most hidden part of it,
Is realized in joy as Him,
And He makes us utterly real.
And everything that is hurt, everything
That seemed to us dark, harsh, shameful,
maimed, ugly, irreparably damaged
Is in Him transformed.
And in Him, recognized as whole, as lovely,
And radiant in His light,
We awaken as the beloved
In every last part of our body.

Hymns of Divine Love/ Hymn 15 (949-1022)


Thursday, November 1, 2018

Rabindranath Tagore - Waiting

The song that I came to sing remains
unsung to this day.

I have spent my days in stringing
and in unstringing my instrument.

The time has not come true,
the words have not been rightly set;
only there is the agony of wishing in my heart.

The blossom has not opened;
only the wind is sighing by.

I have not seen his face, nor have I
listened to his voice; only I have heard
his gentle footsteps from the road before my house.

The livelong day has passed in spreading his seat on the floor;
but the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house.

I live in the hope of meeting with him;
but this meeting is not yet. 


Monday, October 29, 2018

Tarchin Hearn - Illumined in the dark

You sit out
at night
under the stars.
The milky way
winding herself
around the
bowl of the world
like a starry shawl of caring.
And the river
sings in your cells
And the earth scent
floods your brain
And the near zero air
pricks your surfaces
into fresh awakeness.
And the mystery
sounds symphonies
of reverence and love,
weaving messages of meaning,
This moment
this blessed moment,
this always available intimacy,
Illumined in the dark.