Wednesday, 9 December 2015

A Poem That I Like

At our meetings members are encouraged to bring along any readings that have inspired them, yesterday John brought this poem by John Austin that he'd heard at a recent retreat he had attended.

her gaze is so constant,
our every move
with such affection,
a ceaseless vigil
without condition
or agenda,
unrelenting in her embrace.

There is endless room in
the heart of this lover,
infinite space for whatever
foolishness we may
toss her way.

But she is also
crafty, this one-
a thieft who will steal away
everything we ever cherished,
all our beliefs,
all our ideas,
all our philosophies,
until nothing is left
but her shimmering
this simple love
for what is.

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