Tuesday, December 03, 2013

FREEDOM, 3-----POEM, Denise Levertov, Primary Wonder

Days pass when I forget the mystery.

Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions

jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; caps and bells.

                                                    And then

once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, 

the throng's clamor
recedes:  the mystery

that there is anything, anything at all,

let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,

rather than void: and that, 0 Lord,

Creator, Hallowed one, 
You still,
hour by hour sustain it.

-- Denise Levertov

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