Wednesday, May 25, 2011


abundance pours down like rain
light and heavenly fire
in signs that are swift and sure
give way give way
to the pure
of presence
open your eyes
to the fullness
of the earth's heart
clear space
for the seeds
the sacred vessels
through which all life must pass
and become

and behold
their precision
and the careful delineation
of the one note they hold -
the song of the love
that binds all things


Jo said...

Your words fill my heart with gladness today...

abundant gladness.

Thank you.

OceanoAzul.Sonhos said...

steven, in this range of senses, remain free spaces for sowing words of love that must be present in our lives.
Your poetry lights the senses.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Beautiful steven - there is abundance in your blossoms on your header.

steven said...

and jo i feel certain that you can put that gladness to good use today! steven

steven said...

oa.s, each seed a word of love. hmmmm. i like that! steven

steven said...

weaver it's that time of year when some of the tree and bush plants transition from blossom to fruit or from flower to green. i love it! forsythia and magnolia petals everywhere. steven

R. Burnett Baker said...

Wonderful post! This is the first season I've sat on my back patio, enjoyed the trees, watched the cardinals in my new feeders, felt the sun on my back, and yes, even listened to the surrounding sounds of suburbia. In watching it all, my thoughts have been those of wonder and perplexity, not knowing where it all comes from, and the purpose.

The significance of abundance and singularity must be one and the same: How else can we define purpose?


Ruth said...

Give way, give way . . . a chorus, a chant, bringing it all close!

aguja said...

This is a wonderful poem - precious - and I love the pictures you have chosen, which shine out abundantly.

steven said...

rick! the sudden sensitizing and awareness go hand-in-hand with a letting go of the peripherals that used to occupy the centre of your existence. it's so cool to let things fall into place. steven

steven said...

ruth - these words came out through my head and the chant was fuller, richer but i got self-conscious. steven

steven said...

aguja - thankyou very much. i took the pictures on ym ride home one evening as i went through a neighbourhood of older homes. the trees are fuller and riper than those in my own neighbourhood and it's a pleasure - a thrill - to sit near them or even to pass quickly underneath. steven

Pauline said...

this is such a love song to the universe!

steven said...

pauline - the universe sings us love songs all through our time here and each of us is one of those songs!! steven