Thursday, January 2, 2020

May Sarton - The Work of Happiness

I thought of happiness, how it is woven
Out of the silence in the empty house each day
And how it is not sudden and it is not given
But is creation itself like the growth of a tree.
No one has seen it happen, but inside the bark
Another circle is growing in the expanding ring.
No one has heard the root go deeper in the dark,
But the tree is lifted by this inward work
And its plumes shine, and its leaves are glittering.

So happiness is woven out of the peace of hours
And strikes its roots deep in the house alone:
The old chest in the corner, cool waxed floors,
White curtains softly and continually blown
As the free air moves quietly about the room;
A shelf of books, a table, and the white-washed wall—
These are the dear familiar gods of home,
And here the work of faith can best be done,
The growing tree is green and musical.

For what is happiness but growth in peace,
The timeless sense of time when furniture
Has stood a life's span in a single place,
And as the air moves, so the old dreams stir
The shining leaves of present happiness?
No one has heard thought or listened to a mind,
But where people have lived in inwardness
The air is charged with blessing and does bless;
Windows look out on mountains and the walls are kind.


Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Naresh Dhull - Silence

A fool takes "silence"
as the "absence of speaking".
It's not so.
Silence is absence of thoughts or
harmony in thoughts!

Silence is when mind stops
putting obstructions to
the expression of the "heart"!

Silence is total absence of mind
and total presence of heart!

Silence is surrender
to the "unknown".
It is total acceptance of the unknown!

Silence is stillness of being;
stillness of being in love!

It is creative expression:
of life,
of love,
of beauty,
of truth,
of the Seer within!

Silence is totality of life.

It is oneness of
It is not stillness of tongue;
it is stillness of beauty!

Silence is virtue!
It is peace!
Natural peace of soul!!


Sunday, December 29, 2019

Hadewijch - I am so vast

All things
are too small
to hold me,
I am so vast

In the Infinite
I reach
for the Uncreated

I have
touched it,
it undoes me
wider than wide

Everything else
is too narrow

You know this well,
you who are also there