Sunlight Time
The Sunlight drifts down like a yellow
foggy dust
It makes the trees immediate in their
surrounding
It makes the “now” the cliffs
The clarity of water
Being is under its skin
Un-being is behind in the depths, the past
This land has all memory in the dark
None in the light
It is new under the Sun
It can be new for us too
If only thinking did not make it old
Known and familiar
If only knowledge had not cast its shadow
over our minds
Our Nature
Before the beginning was the Word
The Word was in darkness
But Adam was in lightness
We need new eyes to look
At the world in the light it was made to be
seen in
Enjoyed reading this for you in Wells in October!
ReplyDeleteThanks very much for doing that Ama look forward to next Poetry Night
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