The Calling In What Remains Of Your Life
The eyes of the aspen are watching to see
if before you cross over to that next place
you’ll take your simple life and grind it up
in your imagination so as to build exquisite
arbors of memory your children and children’s
children can stand beneath and find shade.
If you are faithful to this calling then future
generations might pause beneath the shelter
of your effort, shored up with the knowing
that one of their kin dared each day to look
unafraid into the very heart of this sorrowed
heaven on earth and that even in the vex of
grief said thank you, thank you for it all.
The eyes of the aspen are watching to see if you’ll spend the remains of your life this way. If so these earthly angels promise gold as you surrender, a quaking whisper of those forgotten words from the old book: well done.
The eyes of the aspen are watching to see if you’ll spend the remains of your life this way. If so these earthly angels promise gold as you surrender, a quaking whisper of those forgotten words from the old book: well done.
Oh John Blase, this poem, this poem.
Wow…this is just so beautiful. Thank you for the eyes of the aspen; the gold of your words.
That is all.
Thank you for it all.
Yes, this is the life I want. (Though I would have to trade Colorado’s aspens for Pennsylvania’s maples.)
This is beautiful and so encouraging. Thank you.
Wow. Crying here. Getting older and seeing that this is my one thing, and hoping desperately that it is enough. Thank you for the picture.
ah-mazing… yes and amen
Oh my. The Spirit of God in your words is evident. May it be so.
“…even in the vex of grief said thank you..”
Thank you for this exquisite picture of gratitude.
Seriously? Wow, that is poetic and beautiful.
this: “even in the vex of
grief he said thank you, thank you for it all.”
I do believe this is the heart of it all, what makes life good and as close to whole as we’re going to get. Thanks for all your good words, John.
This is stunning in its beauty. Stunning.
and thus old men plant trees!
So utterly, awesomely beautiful.
beautiful.
So very lovely.
May I be so faithful. Thank you for this.
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