The Sower, by Vincent van Gogh
Only as a child am I awake
and able to trust
that in every fear and every night
I will behold you again.
However often I get lost,
however far my thinking strays,
I know you will be here, right here,
untouched by time.
To me it is as if I were at once
infant, boy, man and more.
I feel that only as it circles
is abundance found.
I thank you, deep power
that works me ever more lightly
in ways I can't make out.
The day's labor grows simple now,
and like a holy face
held in my dark hands.
oh, the necessity to be youthful, to be fresh, to be naive. great revelation comes in the form of being a child. may i never grow up!ReplyDelete