May 08, 2012

Poem: At the Border of Paradise




Stumbled upon this recently in our Adoration Chapel. It is from a book of literary meditations called At the Still Point which, incidentally, has very little Eliot in it.  

AT THE BORDER OF PARADISE
by Anna Kanienska

It's strange
that green valleys are still here
as if happiness slept in them
and shady streams
we once knew for sure
existed
And that there still is simple human goodness
besides what aspires upwards
that pure music stands at the door
which suddenly seems like a palace portico

It's strange
that we still
want so much to love and cry

Image: Mine, using Pentax ZX-M and Lomography film

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