dreaminginthedeepsouth:speciesbarocus:Sano di Pietro - The Annunciation (c. 1450). Detail. * * * *So
dreaminginthedeepsouth:speciesbarocus:Sano di Pietro - The Annunciation (c. 1450). Detail. * * * *So many blessings have been given to usDuring the first distribution of light, that we areAdmired in a thousand galaxies for our grief.Don’t expect us to appreciate creation or toAvoid mistakes. Each of us is a latecomerTo the earth, picking up wood for the fire.Every night another beam of light slips outFrom the oyster’s closed eye. So don’t give up hopethat the door of mercy may still be open.Seth and Shem, tell me, are you still grievingOver the spark of light that descended with noDefender near into the Egypt of Mary’s womb?It’s hard to grasp how much generosityIs involved in letting us go on breathing,When we contribute nothing valuable but our grief.Each of us deserves to be forgiven, if only forOur persistence in keeping our small boat afloatWhen so many have gone down in the storm.~ Robert Blyfrom Talking into the Ear of a Donkey[via “Alive On All Channels”] -- source link