Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
Today’s Easter poem from Education for Justice is another from John O’Donohue
Thought Work
Off course from the frail music sought by words
And the path that always claims the journey,
In the pursuit of a more oblique rhythm,
Creating mostly its own geography,
The mind is an old crow
Who knows only to gather dead twigs,
Then take them back to the vacancy
Between the branches of the parent tree
And entwine them around the emptiness
With silence and unfailing patience
Until what was fallen, withered and lost
Is now set to fill with dreams as a nest.Source: Conamara Blues, by John O’Donohue.
New York: Harper Collins, 2001. p. 2
Beautiful words from a very wise man. I have a book by John O’Donohue – Anam Cara – a lovely read. Thank you, dear Pat.
Isn’t he wonderful. If you would like to listen to him, here is a link to a podcast I sometimes listen to, “On Being”. This link is to a recording of John reciting his poetry. http://www.onbeing.org/program/inner-landscape-beauty/feature/john-odonohues-poems-recited-poet-himself/1127
Thank you, Pat. I have saved the link so that I can download all the mp’s. Bless you, dear friend.
You are welcome, Lizzie. Enjoy!
Gorgeous! The photo, the poem. O’Donohue never ceases to nourish me. Thank you.
Thank you, Gina. O’Donohue is special! 🙂