+ 27.225 MHz: Cosmological Poem After Psalm 27

[after Spinoza's poem, "Something To Think About,"

and the cosmic poems of patriciajj]

 

Dust we are and to dust we shall return:
stardust.  But inquiring, we can discern

the beauty---implied; expressed---of the cosmos

that only the soul that vivifies dust knows.

This is the height and depth of our poetry

that shall transcend our mortal finity,

to be borne with us into the Heavenly---

to which admission is only by Love's Grace,

unbound by the local limits of our time and space.

 

Starward

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Spinoza's picture

unbound indeed

unbound indeed my friend, unbound indeed

S74rw4rd's picture

Thank you so much for that.

Thank you so much for that.


Starward

patriciajj's picture

This dives deep and with the

This dives deep and with the thrill of breaking free of our tiny, terrestrial lives and entering the unknowable . . . a mind-bending and life-affirming far journey. Such Truth shimmering in remarkable language. Yes, this is what it's about! This is ecstasy, this is poetry. And I'm deeply honored to be a glimmer in this light by way of your kind dedication. 

S74rw4rd's picture

Thank you, but you are

Thank you, but you are certainly more than a glimmer of light.  When I began to study the poems of Wallace Stevens, back in 1978, I was similtaneously overwhelmed and fascinated by the world his words described.  I did not expect to experience this  a second time, in my old age . . . until I began to read your poetry.  Reading Stevens, I thought no one---not even Eliot---could ever reach me as he did; then I began to read your poetry.  Stevens is great; you are equally as great.  Thank you for all you have brought into my life.


Starward