04 August 2017

Sky Loves Land, Land Loves Sky

From North Lake

Not free, yet not for any price,
does sky love land—and land stretch high
through trees and rocks, bamboo and stairs,
to shape paths for ostrich and deer,
giraffe and us and all who walk,
burrow, maneuver, fly and race
to eat and drink and nest until
it’s finally time to rest.

Their unity fuels spaceship earth
(no matter how clichéd that sounds).
A Queen lives inside, she who hosts
and pulls our open love to her.
Compared to this exchange, free love
is cheap imitation, fiction
on stage for entertaining those
who've yet to learn

no open love is lost or dead
but blooms in other ways instead.
Love stirs deep pools rich with tadpoles
and fish; love kisses open buds
and fronds and hands and hearts and deeds.
Love acts—or brings chilled, stifled breath,
clogged arteries and clustered strife.
We open love or end all life.

This poem is slightly revised from 4/27/16.  My romanticism is leading.  It was Bryant who told us to ask nature when filled with doubt.  He spoke of death, but I'm speaking of life.  Mine is a much shorter meditation/reminder, though I suspect it's also one of my sermon poems.  

For Poetry Pantry at Poets United.

My blog poems are rough drafts. 
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© 2017 Susan L. Chast


Martin Kloess said...

I can see you, standing on a mountain, proclaiming love. Proclaiming and rejoicing in love.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

This is a great reminder! We tend to think of love as soft , 'nice', and wishy-washy. But it is the most powerful force of all.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I especially love your first stanza. What a beautiful poem....when love leads, good things follow. One of my faves of yours.

Mary said...

Your last stanza shows us the best love can be! I like especially: "Love stirs deep pools rich with tadpoles and fish; love kisses open buds....." And yes, I think if we DON'T open love life will end... I worry about that right now. Beautifully expressed, Susan.

Sumana Roy said...

This is such a feel good poem Susan!...Most beautiful!

Thotpurge said...

Not free, yet not for any price,
does sky love land— that opening line is fantastic... everything seems to come together like a puzzle except humans somehow who've lost the most important pieces.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Oh this is so beautifully deep and wise, Susan!💖 Especially love; "no open love is lost or dead but blooms in other ways instead." Beautifully penned!💖

telltaletherapy said...

Hard to write of love but you have made it honest and strong and enduring in an embrace between heaven and earth

Old Egg said...

This is so beautifully expressed Susan. It all seems so simple what we need to maintain a viable Earth but there are still those that need to rape and pillage expecting something will turn when we need it...but it won't!

Brendan MacOdrum said...

All life arches toward light, its heat, its welcome and sustenance, even from the vents of the Hadean deep. And light rains its gift down in a shower. Much in that to mediate on one's relation to the creator -- a coming-together of need and source. We surrender arms-wide to receive. "We open love or end all life." Amen.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Your opening lines are like a pathway to lead the reader into the word you have conceived.

colleen said...

I have always thought that the sea and shore love each other, and the sun and moon. It's nice to think about love rippling out.

Paul John Dear said...

Love may be our only and our final comfort.

indybev said...

So evocative and wisely-worded!

Magaly Guerrero said...

"no open love is lost or dead" I completely agree. I also love your word choices and structure, the way each line makes the poem's motifs clearer and clearer... a bit at a time. A bit at a time is necessary when the topic is this important and difficult.

Rob Jackson said...

I like the connections you make and the imagery used to anchor them.

Truedessa said...

I enjoyed this poem so much! The first stanza is powerful enough to stand alone, yet the following stanzas add depth.

Wendy Bourke said...

Beautiful and wise. Wonderfully rendered in cascades of powerful - stirring - images.

Gillena Cox said...

"Not free, yet not for any price,
does sky love land—and land stretch high"

Your opening paradox stirs us into a reality we all need to be cognizant of

Nice write Susan

much love...

Toni Spencer said...

Love always wins. Excellent write!