Once more the quiet mystery

Days pass when I forget the mystery.
Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions
jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; caps and bells.
And then
once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, the throng’s clamor
recedes: the mystery
that there is anything, anything at all,
let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,
rather than void…

– Denise Levertov


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5 Comments

  1. Posted December 7, 2012 at 9:50 am | Permalink

    *sigh* Perfection.

  2. Amy VanEchaute
    Posted December 7, 2012 at 10:48 am | Permalink

    Beautiful, beautiful… Thank you, Lindsey.

  3. Posted December 7, 2012 at 12:20 pm | Permalink

    Love her work – thanks for passing this along. You’ve inspired me to use this to open a staff meeting next week; perfect for Advent.

  4. Posted December 8, 2012 at 11:33 am | Permalink

    Oh. Yes.

    This.

    xoxo

  5. Posted December 9, 2012 at 11:00 pm | Permalink

    I love her work too. I love the idea of her as a queen, surrounded by kowtowing problems 🙂