image by Daniel Murtagh
"Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard." ~Anne Sexton
There is a certain beauty that surely dwells within the outermost door
and it speaks to the deaf and mute reaching out to comfort the grieved and poor
the blind detect its presence through its warmth like the laying on of praying hands
still it stands there naked with a purity not seen by the mortal eyes of man
faith is its companion as they lay on sheets that bear hope to a world in need
it is an intimate miracle within the breast of every man's hopes and inherent creed
somewhere between one's doubts and beliefs it comes out into a glimpse of the heart's eye
a beauty beyond compare in grace it heals the broken and restores vision to all the blind.
Carrie, your poetry is deep and meaningful, a joy to read. I always take something good away ....
ReplyDelete'it is an intimate miracle' oh, yes! Carrie, this is stunning. Maybe the blind are not those without visual sight after all...LOVE the ending too.
ReplyDeleteSuperb!
ReplyDeleteI believe in miracles...
ReplyDeletenice....there is def a depth to this...and a nice cadence as well..an intimate miracle of the breast of every mans hopes....nice...really like that line...
ReplyDeleteFull of meaning ... very beautiful !!!
ReplyDeleteOh, this is so beautiful, Carrie, such powerful words... especially:
ReplyDeletestill it stands there naked with a purity not seen by the mortal eyes of man
That "certain beauty" you mention is very evident in your post...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and meaningful poetry, Carrie. I like these lines especially:
ReplyDeletesomewhere between one's doubts and beliefs it comes out into a glimpse of the heart's eye
a beauty beyond compare in grace it heals the broken and restores vision to all the blind.
Beautiful poem and love the quote you shared from Anne Sexton!
ReplyDeleteBlind faith; as rare as hens teeth, more valuable than Gold
ReplyDeleteA delight to read, both cadence and words.
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I like very much your near rhymes. I wish I had that flexibility in my grasp. I might try to make rhyme more often then. I believe you know something to write this poem. It is one that requires an uncommon experience or two.
ReplyDeleteFaith, so much wishes to tear it from us, but when we have seen miracles there is nothing that will prevent us from believing. Beautiful piece
ReplyDeleteSuch a delightfully clever and beautiful poem. I especially liked your opening line.
ReplyDeleteAn image of beauty beyond compare indeed, Carrie, your words are food for my soul
ReplyDeleteIt's so hard to define beauty.
ReplyDeleteBut i think you've done it here
Not what we see, nor what we portray, but what really is
This is food for thought and well crafted.
ReplyDeleteNice...thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteVery good Poem:-)
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