Heavy and light

Conversations this week have prompted me to meditate on these great lines by Gerard Manley Hopkins:

In a flash, at a trumpet crash,
I am all at once what Christ is, ‘ since he was what I am, and
This Jack, joke, poor potsherd, ‘ patch, matchwood, immortal diamond,
Is immortal diamond.

They are from a poem entitled: That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection. I don’t claim to understand or have even read the whole poem, but I love the words above with which it finishes.  Heraclitean fire? I’m not sure about that, but here is light and truth which I can live with.  I say them again to myself:

In a flash, at a trumpet crash,
I am all at once what Christ is, ‘ since he was what I am, and
This Jack, joke, poor potsherd, ‘ patch, matchwood, immortal diamond,
Is immortal diamond.

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Amy

I started blogging after the birth of my first child. Since I stopped working, I realise I am defined far more by my relationships than by what I do. So, I am: wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend.

One thought on “Heavy and light”

  1. LET THEM BE 1997 Ruth Lenora Slorach

    Where can we find again
    the lost beauty of a solemn child
    dancing beneath the summer stars?

    Blight flickers across lives
    stops, seats and disempowers
    the dancers stilled and silent
    light fades in the dark sky

    We sit in the dark out of touch
    waiting for the show to begin
    Watch, watch, watch
    time flickers, flows, flits
    the years presume

    What has not been
    willno now be seen
    the dance grown strange
    feet are out of tune

    Find childhood for the children
    Bathe them in starlight
    set minds to movement
    generosity of joy
    and let them Be.

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