01 February 2017

Experiencing the Sublime







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44But I tell you, love your enemies and 
pray for those who persecute you, 


We said people were cruel, even if they worshiped weekly.
We said the commandment to love—whether enemy, friend, neighbor
or self—was quite neglected.  We asked how we could then speak to God
in each other.  The teacher sat in silence for a while, and then
instructed us to find partners “Look into your partner’s eyes and
let God love through your attention.  It isn’t you who loves, it’s God.”

It didn’t take much time for glow to wrap itself around most of
us in the room, to follow us out to our cars, to turn the keys
and only then to separate in wonder that it took so long—
decades of life—to channel love.  My thoughts turned to the task of peace
and the potential to spread that too by letting God control
and not me.  My vision cleared.  I could release the god of wrath

and trust the love of God like I trust trees and roads, pillows and fire,
the weight of books and the night sounds of creatures sharing air with me.
Anything else is wasted time, time I want to use better, to be
used better in.  How long I sat there I don’t know.  Till all returned
to normal, I guess, but now gears meshed, cracks opened in discontent.
Opened again.  Remembering.  When whole.  And how to move from here.

We inhale swords and eat fire
before remembering
to exhale love.

💞

For my prompt

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Faith



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19 comments:

thotpurge said...

Like the idea that we can channel peace and spread the glow... how desperately the world needs it now.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

It's the remembering to exhale that's hard for me, but maybe it's that way for most people.

Sumana Roy said...

"trust the love of God like I trust trees and roads, pillows and fire,"...I believe this...Trust, what a word! Not everyone has the capacity to get to its meaning.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

My goodness this is good!!❤️ I love the wisdom in "Look into your partner’s eyes and let God love through your attention. It isn’t you who loves, it’s God" and oh the absolute magic in "We inhale swords and eat fire before remembering to exhale love." Beautifully executed. Thank you for sharing this gem of a poem, Susan❤️


Lots of love,
Sanaa

indybev said...

...and may the "glow wrap itself around" us all! Well said.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh WOW!!!!!!!! How I love this poem, especially the closing stanza. And what a cool exercise, which we can use in many situations without others even knowing that we are channeling some love for them. This is my latest favourite of yours, kiddo. I wish I had written it.

Gillena Cox said...

Thanks for a challenging prompt today Susan, sometimes we take for granted simple tenets in our everyday life, until we are given the task of word craft.

"My vision cleared. I could release the god of wrath

and trust the love of God like I trust trees and roads, pillows and fire,"

Amazing; my favourite lines

much love...

Myrna R. said...

I don't tire of looking for truth in love, for looking for love within me. I haven't thought about channeling love for some time now. So easy to forget the power we have. Lovely write Susan. It inspired me.

annell said...

A beautiful write indeed!!! So much to inhale before we exhale love!

Old Egg said...

It is so much easier to be kind and loving than to work up the taste for hate.
Sadly it is much to do with competition and winning when it is necessary to hate to overcome. It is far easier to relax and admire beauty all around us in people and the world and hang on to those for dear life. I think you have the right idea Susan.

Martin Kloess said...

I wonder, do we hate, or are we used to hate? Your thoughts are very meaningful.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

There is a lot to love in this piece for me--especially in the surrender and connection. Beautifully said, especially the last stanza

Rob Jackson said...

Really like that last three lines at the end. But the rest of the poem makes them. Definitely agree that we need to remember love somehow.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

loved this...especially the ending!

blueoran said...

Thanks Susan -- poems of faith are essentially humble gifts to the tribe -- priceless ones. "It isn't you who loves, it's God" -- that infinite astounding wilderness of waking water within. I can trust that, too.

Mary said...

This is excellent, Susan. I never thought that the task of peace would seem further and further out of reach each day. I think I need some lessons in exhaling love though....

Bijaylaxmi said...

"Exhaling of love" what a sweet phrase to ears! Beautiful poem. Pleased having read it.

Bekkie Sanchez said...

I loved it.

kaykuala said...

It didn’t take much time for glow to wrap
itself around most of us in the room

Come to think of it! There has to be a nudge even provocation to discover what has been there all along! Rightly so Susan!

Hank