Seeing and not seeing…

I’ve been thinking more about that last post; that ideal of going slowly and reflectively enough through the days to notice what is going on.

And it still remains something I would love to do. And that since I wrote it, I have singularly failed to do….though there have been moments of deep grace and unexpected encounter, and for that I am  very grateful.

But I have also found myself thinking of this poem, which, since it is one of my favourites, I am sure I have posted here before. Even when there’s time to pay attention, it is still possible – very, very possible, not to see..

BC:AD  U A Fanthorpe

This was the moment when Before
Turned into After, and the future’s
Uninvented timekeepers presented arms.

This was the moment when nothing
Happened. Only dull peace
Sprawled boringly over the earth.

This was the moment when even energetic Romans
Could find nothing better to do
Than counting heads in remote provinces.

And this was the moment
When a few farm workers and three
Members of an obscure Persian sect
Walked haphazard by starlight straight
Into the kingdom of heaven.



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