The traces of thoughts
To the roots of mountains ;
to the utmost heights of streams ;
to Sun and Moon ;
to the very womb of Cosmos…
Seek thee the source of all things good.
Hark the music of the Spheres
And be glad.
Watch the paths of shooting stars,
Feel the breath of world’s first wind,
In Ithilien fair scent first blooms
That touched the tastes of angels,
And recall.
Thine infinity is not thine own,
Sweet soul,
Nor yet thine personhood.
Your I you love and all admire
Is a universe indeed ;
Touched by angels it surely is,
But yet by something more.
Seek it with impressive drive ;
And strive to know it as ne’er before ;
And think the thoughts that from it come.
A worthy search, a worthy find.
A loveliness of other kind.
But pause …. and first recall your words …
And question boldly – then -
Find a thought that comes from I?
But ask not, “Whence comes I?”
Jamie MacNab 10/2011
After Atoms of Stars … http://atomsofstars.wordpress.com/2011/10/13/the-inward-eye/
Superb poem, Jamie …. the Muse is surely with you
It’s an honour that my few halting lines are mentioned on the same page as these beautiful thoughts of yours … thank you.
You are far too kind, Marya. But you and your thoughts are a wonderful inspiration, so you mustn’t change too much.
Talking of Muses, I wonder if you will get round to reading Barfield on the Meggid (or Maggid). No need to rush.
Good morning, Jamie …
Thank you very much for the compliments .. I don’t know quite what else to say …
I looked up your reference to the Meggid … and discovered Unancestral Voices … now on my somewhat lengthy ‘to read’ list …
Thank you.
Have a happy Sunday
Hello, Marya,
I should warn you that Unancestral Voices is a somewhat disturbing book for modern tastes, and is deeply psychological and spiritual – after such as Coleridge and Goethe. But the ending left me with a wonderful surprise.
Hello Jamie …. that sounds like the perfect recommendation
Thank you.