In deep nights I dig for you like treasure.
For all I have seen
that clutters the surface of my world
is poor and paltry substitute
for the beauty of you
that has not happened yet.
-Rilke, from Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
** For the season of Advent I am posting a reflection each Sunday on a theme from the lectionary readings and then during the week offering a poem each day to highlight that theme — see this past Sunday here **
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Wisdom Council member Jo-ed Tome’s reflection Slower. Softer. Simpler. I did not exactly set out to become a monk. If someone had
For Our Journey Through the Seasons*Creator of All,open our eyes to your Wordscribed on every leaf and petal,on every wing and paw.As the seasons unfold in their vibrant dance of change,may we read on their pages your callto blossom forth, to bear fruit,to surrender and
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Anne Barsanti’s reflection on kinship with creation and poem “Ice Storm.” I find myself connected to all that surrounds me – human and
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oh, i love this. this is the second rilke poem i’ve seen today. i’m going to have to get his books…