Monday, April 5, 2021

Poem: Opening/Overtures

When each of your days
becomes holy to you,

when each of your hours
becomes holy to you,

when each of your moments
becomes holy to you,

when the earth and you,
space and you,
shall carry the holy
throughout your days

then you will be
in the fields of glory.

        Eugene Guillervic, translated by Denise Levertov

 

 

 

 

 

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