My New Soul
I awaken with great joy
In my birdsoul, G-d's envoy
Every day I awaken
This time routine is shaken
From atop this high stairway
There is not a lot to say
Happiness takes up less space
Than writing from a dark place
Feeling good I've awoken
My brighter side has spoken
May it spread like dominoes
Trickling way down to my toes
I've been awakened by joy
For G-d's work may I employ
This new gift of my new soul
As my joyful life unfolds
6 Comments:
I like "awakened by joy."
It reminds me of the wonderful title of CS Lewis's memoir of his midlife (or later?) love affair and marriage to a woman named Joy. Title: "Surprised by Joy."
That's weird; I'm reading your blog backwards and didn't realize when I wrote the comment above that you had just reference CS Lewis a few days earlier!
Yes, and I was thinking of the quote you cited when I wrote the line you mentioned and the poem in general.
Thanks for the reading and and commenting. Hope you and yours are well.
Hanging in here, Neil; thanks. Applying for unemployment; networking and hunting for jobs; catching up on many, many postponed chores and errands. And when it's not "too darn hot" like today, enjoying my gardens and walks along the beach.
Keep hanging in. I hope and pray on all fronts. I found a new store today that has great new books for a dollar. I bought Mary Karr's Sinners Welcome, which has a great essay in it on poetry as prayer in the context of her being a church goer with questions. Something you may appreciate.
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