April 16, 2015
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about the self and the soul.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Reconcile yourself to self,
The messy, muddled you,
Limited in leverage,
Unlimited in view.
There is no better vantage point
From which a soul might see,
Nor better little porcelain pot
In which a soul might be.
Being is a miracle,
And you, the miraclee,
And every moment of your life
Is eternity.
And everything you come across,
And everything within,
Packages the infinite,
Being without end.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/QrGdCHMhFb0.
Dear Subscriber:
This week’s poem of the week is a poem about the self and the soul.
You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree/week.html.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Reconcile yourself to self,
The messy, muddled you,
Limited in leverage,
Unlimited in view.
There is no better vantage point
From which a soul might see,
Nor better little porcelain pot
In which a soul might be.
Being is a miracle,
And you, the miraclee,
And every moment of your life
Is eternity.
And everything you come across,
And everything within,
Packages the infinite,
Being without end.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at https://youtu.be/QrGdCHMhFb0.
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