Thursday, 6 May 2010

Cloudy and unknowing?

"And so I urge you, go after experience rather than knowledge. On account of pride, knowledge may often deceive you, but this gentle, loving affection will not deceive you. Knowledge tends to breed conceit, but love builds. Knowledge is full of labour, but love, full of rest." (quotation from “The Cloud of Unknowing” by an anonymous 14th century Christian writer, sometimes just affectionately known as the Cloud-author,  possibly a priest somewhere in the UK East Midlands)

Stirrings, whispers, knowings,
Deep beneath chatter and chafing
Skittering the surface
Discerning delights
The  hushing centre

Naked blind feeling of being
Held in yolk-warm golden safety
Stillness beyond science

Repenting and emptying
Pure love’s hasteless in-flowing

Plunging all else down, away
Shed through the space that separates
To forgetting’s nebulous nowhere

Synapses sparking in a rage of strive and grasp

Heart-darts of longing love
Pierce up like a child’s finger tracing the rain on the roof,
Unleashing giggling showers
Startle and shiver

All-wise fountain father
Flow your Spirit of chaste vigorous rapture
Love that laps
 through crosslife obedience
To the sour prickle of a world’s thirsts

Flame, cradled and fanned in fragile palms
Candle shooing the shadow

Mirror of grace
Glass of revealing

Cross spreading to gather,
Raising us up,
To healing simplicity

Helpless to reach
Already reached

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