Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Poem by Jeannine Keenan
I have frequently referred to Jeannine Keenan, my "Texas spiritual buddy," who is a gifted artist and poet, as well as someone who is undergoing profound spiritual transformation. Here is one of her poems which I have long loved:
You were the Wind that found me
Now in the stillness that is left
when even the longing is gone,
I search in the soft dry ground
for some fragment, even the stripped
shaft of a white feather will do.
copyright, Jeannine Keena
You were the Wind that found me
Now in the stillness that is left
when even the longing is gone,
I search in the soft dry ground
for some fragment, even the stripped
shaft of a white feather will do.
copyright, Jeannine Keena
