27.3.13

Inns

Inns
by Andrew Demoline

Insecure and unsecured
The road shall always be,
But there, upon that hill, I spy
A light to welcome me.

The Inn upon the hill you see,
Fire warm and food for all.

The road is always very long,
the world too large for men,
But find me welcome just this night
And come morn' I'll rise again.

The Inn upon the hill you see,
Fire warm and food for all.
The Inn upon the hill you see
Bids welcome, though its small.

Highwaymen and vagabonds,
may steal and slay and fight
But give me four strong walls and friends
And I know I'll fare alright.

The Inn upon the hill you see,
Fire warm and food for all.
The Inn upon the hill you see
Bids welcome, though its small.
The Inn upon the hill you see,
Strong walls, good drink, and friends.

Life, it makes my feet ache,
Rains stay far to long,
But when I step inside to rest
Within me rises song.

The Inn upon the hill you see,
Fire warm and food for all.
The Inn upon the hill you see
Bids welcome, though its small.
The Inn upon the hill you see,
Strong walls, good friends, and beers.
The Inn upon the hill you see,
Gives rest as days end nears.

What's that you say?
I dream of such a place?
No inn upon the hill you see? 
Ahh, but look with eyes of grace!

The Inn upon the hill you see,
Fire warm and food for all.
The Inn upon the hill you see
Bids welcome, though its small.
The Inn upon the hill you see,
Strong walls, good friends, and beers.
The Inn upon the hill you see,
Gives rest as days end nears.
The Inn upon the hill you see
is but a taste of home

There is an Inn upon the hill.
But if you would look close
It's not an inn but the mansion where
Pain's wind no longer blows.

The Inn upon the hill you see
is the mansion saved for you.
And all good moments on the road,
of that long and dusty life,
are Inn's that point beyond the now
To the future end of strife. 




Authors Note: Inspired by "The Problem of Pain" by C.S. Lewis. Specifically this quote: "The Christian doctrine of suffering explains, I believe, a very curious fact about the world we live in. The settled happiness and security which we all desire, God withholds from us by the very nature of the world: but joy, pleasure, and merriment, He has scattered broadcast. We are never safe, but we have plenty of fun, and some ecstasy. It is not hard to see why. The security we crave would teach us to rest our hearts in this world and oppose an obstacle to our return to God: a few moments of happy love, a landscape, a symphony, a merry meeting with our friends, a bathe or a football match, have no such tendency. Our Father refreshes us on the journey with some pleasant inns, but will note encourage us to mistake them for a home."- C.S. Lewis "The Problem of Pain"

22.3.13

"The Orange" by Wendy Cope

The Orange
By Wendy Cope

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange - 
The size of it made us all laugh. 
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave - 
They got quarters and I had a half. 

And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park. 
This is peace and contentment. It's new. 

The rest of the day was quite easy. 
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over. 
I love you. I'm glad I exist. 

14.3.13

The Long and the Short of It

The Long and Short of It

I like shortcuts.
Point A to point B in five easy steps!
Why not four?
If one can reduce the number of reps,
Won’t one soar?

I like settling.
Is not 70 to 80 good enough?
One giant leap!
When 80 to 85 will be rough?
And hardly cheap.

But I’m worried.
Technology makes it so simple,
automatic,
To take leaps and bounds over people,
and it’s tragic.

So then I think…
What of times and places I won’t avert?
Long walks
What of all the people I won’t desert?
Love talks

I like long cuts.
Point A to point B in five easy steps?
Why not more!
What if higher and further take more reps?
Then I’d soar!

I’ll never settle.
85, for love, is not enough!
Can’t we go deeper?
Yes, 100 will surely be rough!
Could love be cheaper?

I suppose long and short
Each have their place
But don’t let the light of a screen
Confuse and displace

13.3.13

"On the Strength of All Conviction and the Stamina of Love" by Jennifer Michael Hecht

On the Strength of All Conviction and the Stamina of Love
by Jennifer Michael Hecht

Sometimes I think
we could have gone on.
All of us. Trying. Forever.

But they didn't fill
the desert with pyramids.
They just built some. Some.

They're not still out there,
building them now. Everyone,
everywhere, gets up, and goes home.

Yet we must not
Diabolize time. Right?
We must not curse the passage of time.

"He Wishes for the Clothes of Heaven" by W.B. Yeats


He Wishes for the Clothes of Heaven
by. W.B. Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams
I have spread my dreams under your feet; 
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. 

11.3.13

A Prayer (II): O Lord, Our Lord

When I look at thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, 
the moon and the stars which thou hast established

Man that is born of a woman is of few days, 
and full of trouble. 

What is man that thou art mindful of him, 
and the son of man that thou dost care for him?

He comes forth like a flower, and withers; 
he flees like a shadow, and continues not.

Yet thou hast made him little less than God, 
and dost crown him with glory and honor.

And dost thou open thy eyes upon such a one and bring him into judgment with thee?


Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? 
There is not one. 

Thou hast given him dominion over the works of thy hands; 
thou hast put all things under his feet,

Since his days are determined, and the number of his months is with thee, 
and thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass,

all sheep and oxen, and also the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, 
and the fish of the sea.whatever passes along the paths of the sea.

look away from him, and desist, 
that he may enjoy, like a hireling, his day. 

O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is thy name in all the earth!