Sunday, 9 January 2011

'When they ask to see your gods
your book of prayers
show them lines
drawn delicately with veins
on the underside of a bird's wing
tell them you believe 
in giant sycamores mottled 
and stark against a winter sky
and in nights so frozen
stars crack open spilling
streams of molten ice to earth
and tell them how you drink
a holy wine of honeysuckle
on a warm spring day
and or the softness
of your mother who never taught you
death was life's reward
but who believed in the earth
and the sun
and a million, million light years
of being'

-J.L.Stanley.    (I have searched for information as to J.L.Stanley, writer, all I can find of her is:


paper roads said...

How wonderful to see this beautiful poem spreading to so many places. I thought I should let you know that the link to your web page on your blogger profile is incorrect.

You have a lovely blog here :-)

Debra said...

Breathtaking! This poem makes you want to slow down
and pay closer attention to life.
It makes you want to stop and closely examine
its many sacred offerings,
its bountiful blessings surrounding us
in our everyday existence.

June said...

Often times, when I come here, I find the peace and the stillness that I crave. Jane I am so grateful to call you my dear friend. Your place is a respite for me. This poem spoke to my heart.
Oh yes, to have you just around the corner...what a joy that would be!
sending hugs from here...

Half-heard in the Stillness said...

Thank you so much for writing everyone, I treasure each and every comment! :)))

Lesya Khyzhnyak said...

Hello, Jane. Thanks for stopping by! I am very glad that some of my reviews do stir up your interest.

All the best! :)

ruthie said...

Jane, wow those are such beautiful words, thank you for sharing, i am going to have to print them out! Wishing you a wonderful new year x x

Amber said...

That is one beuatiful ppoem. Love the light on that wall too.

Amber said...

Beautiful Poem. I love the light on that wall too.

Ann Nichols said...

God truly is visible in His glorious creation...if we but just turn and see Him.
The image is just lovely...did you take the photo? Add photography to your list of talents!

Half-heard in the Stillness said...

Sure did Ann!

Thanks for coming over.

Splenderosa said...

Oh, Jane, how I love this poem. So meaningful and how true. Smell the roses. Sending love, my friend....

Anonymous said...

Hi Jane,
Thank you so much! I had a lovely time browsing your blog - I love old children's books and I must get myself a copy of the Great Sea Horse! I saw that "The Little White Horse" is one of your favorite books! I love that book so much - getting lost in that world has been my solace in many a hard time. Thanks again for your kind words and encouragement :-)
Judith (J.L. Stanley)