I like this poem and it seems particularly appropriate for this Easter:
The Christ Appears
by Eleanor Henderson Buser
The fourth watch--
Can seem the darkest hour of the night,
When sea is tempest-tossed
The fourth watch--
When Jesus came
Walking on the sea
Our fourth watch--
That dark moment
When all seems turbulent
Is when the Christ appears.
This poem appears on page 85 of our book of poetry, Boundless Light, in the section titled: 'Trials, Proofs of God's Care' and indicates the calm and assurance of the Christ, that 'divine manifestation of God, which comes to the flesh to destroy incarnate error' (Science & Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy). Although Jesus was condemned to death by the envy, ignorance, greed and hatred of his enemies--including one of his own disciples--the Christ is inextinguishable. It
is here for the world today as we keep 'the fourth watch'*.
Julie Swannell
*Note: According to the Roman system, the fourth watch described in the New Testament is between 3 and 6 am! See Mark 6:48. I've stood watch on our boat during these hours. It is a thrilling watch because it's most often when the first rays of dawn first appear to break the deepest darkness of the night following the setting of the moon.
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Friday, 10 April 2020
Tuesday, 7 April 2020
The poem within us
Poetry is a feel -- it might have a swing
or it might make you sing;
but it's sure to delight --
by day or by night.
I picked up a copy of The Christian Science Monitor from Sept 2, 2019 earlier today. On page 36 (subscribers can search for this online) is an article called 'This writer's job: Get kids to see poetry everywhere' by Henry Gass. There's a wonderful poem in the article (it's used 'by permission' so I can't quote it all) called 'The Rider' by Naomi Shihab Nye which begins:
A boy told me
if he roller-skated fast
enough
his loneliness couldn't catch
up to him,
the best reason I ever heard
for trying to be a champion...
Ms Nye is quoted as saying that in order to write poetry: "You don't even have to have a little idea. Just look around. You're living in a poem."
I love to flip open our book of poetry for this month, Boundless Light -- to drink in the page at hand, like Violet Hay's 'Safety' on page 101, which begins:
He whose thought is lifted ever
To the perfect realm of Mind,
In that secret place abiding
Shall a full protection find.
Safe beneath the Almighty's shade
He shall dwell--all unafraid.
That 'perfect realm of Mind' has got to be where ideas are intelligent, resourceful, attuned, orderly, unafraid, dignified, fresh, flexible, cooperative and harmonious, wouldn't you agree?
Let's listen for and share the poems within us.
Julie Swannell
or it might make you sing;
but it's sure to delight --
by day or by night.
I picked up a copy of The Christian Science Monitor from Sept 2, 2019 earlier today. On page 36 (subscribers can search for this online) is an article called 'This writer's job: Get kids to see poetry everywhere' by Henry Gass. There's a wonderful poem in the article (it's used 'by permission' so I can't quote it all) called 'The Rider' by Naomi Shihab Nye which begins:
A boy told me
if he roller-skated fast
enough
his loneliness couldn't catch
up to him,
the best reason I ever heard
for trying to be a champion...
Ms Nye is quoted as saying that in order to write poetry: "You don't even have to have a little idea. Just look around. You're living in a poem."
I love to flip open our book of poetry for this month, Boundless Light -- to drink in the page at hand, like Violet Hay's 'Safety' on page 101, which begins:
He whose thought is lifted ever
To the perfect realm of Mind,
In that secret place abiding
Shall a full protection find.
Safe beneath the Almighty's shade
He shall dwell--all unafraid.
That 'perfect realm of Mind' has got to be where ideas are intelligent, resourceful, attuned, orderly, unafraid, dignified, fresh, flexible, cooperative and harmonious, wouldn't you agree?
Let's listen for and share the poems within us.
Julie Swannell
Sunday, 5 April 2020
A book of poetry!
Book Club April, 2020
– Boundless Light: Let There be Light: Poems of Healing
A book of poetry!
I am not a great one for
poetry, I muse.
Don’t think I have a copy in
my un-book-cased library.
I have a bit of a look.
It's not easily to hand.
Put the idea aside for a
while; might delve deeper later.
“I have a copy,” my daughter
says, “We can share it.
You have it for a couple of
days.”
So. Here it is to hand –
such a handsome production.
Even a bookmark printed with
the pattern of the end-papers of the book.
My eye travels over the
index –
Peter Henniker-Heaton. That
will be good.
Doris Kerns Quinn. That is
a name that has puzzled me in the past.
There is a famous historian
and biographer in America: Doris Kearns Goodwin.
Could they be one and the
same?
I read a couple of poems in
the 'Qualities That Heal' section.
(There are several sections:
God’s Supremacy, Man, the
Expression of God, Thought Opens to Healing,
Qualities That Heal,
Prayer, The Healing Power of Divine Love,
Regeneration and
Restoration, Trials, Proofs of God’s Care,
Praying for Others,
Safety, Now is the Time.)
Althea Brooks Hollenbeck
provides excellent advice in On Gentle Word:
OH, let it never bear a
sting---
the thought you think. Make
it a bird!
Oh, feather it with love,
and wing
it carefully on gentle word.
Then it will rise and
sweetly sing,
And bless wherever it is
heard.
But, that was just in
passing. I found in the Index: Ananias*.
Ah! Wisdom from Rushworth M.
Kidder of ethics fame!
“Ananias is in the Lesson
this week; could be a good one to start on.”
A good one indeed! It is in
the section 'Regeneration and Restoration', I note.
Let us quote it here in
full:
Ananias *
by Rushworth Kidder
“I HEARD you, Lord: ‘Heal
him,’
But . . . may I say a word?
This Saul---haven’t I heard
about Jerusalem
and how he scorched us
there---
the violence, terror,
despair?”
Ananias,
what matters to us
nineteen centuries since
is that you shattered such
logic
and listened.
Routing your own resistance, you
trusted,
freeing the verse of your
heart
with the rhythm of
intuition.
Love-led, you dared face
hatred with compassion.
Not that you didn’t
question---
we all have. But out of that
blaze
you came, wide-eyed and
childlike,
to uncritical innocence.
Without your kind, the Sauls
would be
nothing
but blind.
*See Acts 9:10-18
I find myself in awe at
Ananias’ trust, intuition, daring, compassion,
innocence, attention.
And then – the ultimate
verse throws it back to me.
How am I going to put this
example into practice?
Joyce Voysey
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