Intrinsic Heart

The verse from this Hafez poem that struck me most was, “Even if the flood of materialism drowns everything, do not sink into sadness, because Noah is your captain.” We each need to build our own ark to carry us...

The moon is a metaphor—it reflects light, it illuminates the darkness, and it looks to us as if it suddenly appears from nothing, grows to fullness, and then wanes until it’s completely gone. Yet no matter how it looks, the...

In this incredible poem, Zbigniew Herbert begs to find what actually is, not a description, not a metaphor, but the actual essence. He knows there’s something, an actuality of what he is and how he exists, but he can’t put...

Who Says Words With My Mouth? All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere,...

blessing the boats                                   (at St. Mary's) may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond...

What's important and what's not?  We are so small in the vastness of everything that is, but that doesn't mean insignificant.  It means cherished, with a consciousness wider than the sky.  Billions of us - and billions of stars, planets,...