Thursday, July 9, 2009

sharing a poem

Nothing So Wise
Jeanne Lohmann

There is nothing so wise as a circle. -Rilke

The arc of an egg
bends hands
to shape prayer,

the shell
unbroken,
the heavy yolk
floating.

Our fingers
curving always
inward, become a cup,
an open bowl.

Prayer is
circumference
we may not
reach around,

space for all we cannot hold,
the rim of Love toward which we lean.

2 comments:

Sarah said...

Hermoso!

Cat Lady of Carmel said...

Thank you for sharing.

Hope all is well with you.