I finished Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul by John Philip Newell over the weekend. In short: it’s wonderful! An incredible book. But, I’ll save my book notes for another post.
Today I want to share this delightful poem, shared in the last chapter of Newell’s book, by Kenneth White:
the loveliness is everywhere
even
in the ugliest
and most hostile environment
the loveliness is everywhere
at the turning of a corner
in the eyes
and on the lips
of a stranger
in the emptiest areas
where is no place for hope
and only death
invites the heart
the loveliness is there
it emerges
incomprehensible
inexplicable
it rises in its own reality
and what we must learn is
how to receive it
into ours
Oh for eyes that can always see the loveliness!
It’s not that loveliness is only sometimes there for us to notice. It’s always there, everywhere, if we would open our eyes to see it. And receive it.
–Sam
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