Within the fence I limp
searching for my soul
past faded cones and
seeds still clinging to the tree
past algaed walls and
rubbled piles of loss
and buried dreams
a grendeled past
of fear
and shame.
And though I wear
the helmet of a king
and carry a sharp sword
I look for just one small stone
ground smooth by murk
of work
and not enough
to sail it straight
toward broken image
cloudy vision
to find the rest
and kiss the life
to be
and
greet the God
in me.
In the middle of the road of my life
I awoke in a dark wood
where the true way was wholly lost
~Dante
Joining my friend Lyla and the Tweetspeak Poetry gang in the study of David Whyte’s The Heart Aroused. Or maybe I should just say I’m trying to absorb it.
Awesome, Sandra! I love the images your words paint in my head. I have one question: grendeled? I looked it up and it said a man-eating monster defeated by the hero Beowulf. Is that what you meant?
Yes, indeed. The author uses the poem as a metaphor for confronting not just our deepest fears but the source (mother) of those fears–those things that keep us from embracing our creative selves.
awesome that this inspired a poem!! 🙂
I loved these chapters. I feel like I need to go on a week’s retreat simply to begin processing what they gave me 🙂
Maybe that’s it for me. Not so much that I can’t grasp all he’s saying–just that there is so much at one time.
Ah, I don’t have the book, but plan to follow the results of the study.
This poem summary is great… the shape, the sound, your voice, the message, all of it.
Blessings.
Thanks, Miss Darlene. 🙂 But I do wish you were reading, too. I’d love to read your responses. You make me think. You make me smile.
It’s so nice to hear your voice again! What a great poetic response to the chapter!
Thanks, my friend. Will you be at LL this year?
The stone referenced at the end reminds me not only of David but also in Revelation 2 (I believe) — where we will be given a stone with a new name written on it! (Now I’m wondering about other ‘stone’ references in the Bible.)
I did actually think of David and Goliath, Amy. Standing up to those monsters. 🙂
Super! Just super! How fun to hear your voice.
Awww, thanks. (Hope you had an awesome birthday.)
I keep thinking of this “grendeled past,” Sandy. I love that. I really do. To me, looking back on all the things I hate and fear though it’s behind me, still following me around and haunting me… Maybe that’s not what you meant, but that’s just me. 😉 And I love that you did this as a response to the chapters. I wish I could do that!
Great minds think alike. And I think of that junk pulling me down and under. I wish I could have written a response like you did. 🙂
Sandy – There’s so much wonderful imagery in here – I am so impressed that you read Lyla’s post and produced this. It’s amazing!
Thanks so much, Charity. I actually read the first two chapters–but oh my. There’s so much there. I pulled out some words and phrases I liked, walked several times around my yard, and this is what happened.
the title itself slayed me… you have such a gift.
Sandra, I just read this today. So beautiful.
The images–the stones, the murk….the painting of the picture with words. lovely.