Monday, 17 September 2012
not only how to carry
your own deep sorrows with dignity
but to make room
to hold the sorrows of another.
You were not afraid
by a fresh dismemberment.
You were the centrifugal force
that holds the accelerating universe
in a wide offering
of ever-expanding joy
amidst the pain.
You are not destroyed.
with the four directions of the Holy Cross
there is no place your passion does not reach
because you stand with Him.
And we who dare
in microscopic measures
to accept the task
desire to stand
in fresh alignment
with the one who chose
Feast of Our Lady of Sorrows, 15th September 2012
Sunday, 9 September 2012
Such perfect symmetry of the hearts' alliance
Fluid and freeing
And full of joy
The body is moving with the life of the Spirit
Blithely revealing the passions of the soul
Here on the running grass
In the open air
Between kenosis and fulfilment
Between loss and enlargement of the heart’s gift
Between daily dullness in the earth’s shadow
And the bliss of offering in heaven’s light
The dancers speak for us with their fragile limbs
Leap into ecstasy
Reach into kindness
Fall into sadness
Tenderly reminding us
That we in our strange wanderings
Are beautiful to Someone
Sarah de Nordwall, 8th September 2012, the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin 2012
Thursday, 6 September 2012
The artist cut one Maple Tree
And made of it nine instruments
He will bring them once
For a single night to play.
And who would not wait with sacred longing
For the playing of the nine
From the broken tree?
Who would not hope from such a moment
A taste of the soul’s wild ecstasy?
The Maple Tree sings in many voices
A song cut from a single heart
All are surpassed in this final
Sweetness of utter intoxication.
And open, surrendered and free.
The Maple divided is now resurrected.
The song of the nine
Is the Song of the Three.
Sarah de Nordwall September 6th 2012