Spring

Here, the first day of spring is full of flowers, gentle light, and soft air.  Say yes, go out and fall in love with God once more. In this world of sorrow there is also joy.  Holy One, I thank you. 

     

The Opening of Eyes 

David Whyte  

    

The day I saw beneath dark clouds 

the passing light over the water 

and I heard the voice of the world speak out, 

I knew then, as I had before, 

life is no passing memory of what has been 

nor the remaining pages of a great book 

waiting to be read. 

It is the opening of eyes long closed. 

It is the vision of far off things 

seen for the silence they hold. 

It is the heart after years 

of secret conversing 

speaking out loud in the clear air. 

   

It is Moses in the desert 

fallen to his knees before the lit bush. 

It is the man throwing away his shoes 

as if to enter heaven 

and finding himself astonished, 

opened at last, 

fallen in love with solid ground.