Friday, August 09, 2013
Poem by Garth Gilchrist
To Love the World
You know you love the world
When the scent of pine pitch makes you cry
When the sound of grass in wind
Is as good as heaven
Stream water feels like as a lover’s touch
And going indoors is hard to bear
You know you love the world
When wind through a hillside of cypresses
Sounds like God laughing
And breaking waves upon the shore
is your own pulse, ln your own body
Sounding on.
You know you love the world
When a swift, streaking overhead,
Carries you out into open space
And granite in your hand
Silently teaches you
The most ancient of religions
- Garth Gilchrist
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