The wind blows and weary trees, Heavy with long life and towering height, Untie their burdened branches. Leaves flutter and fall, Like tears trailing unknown griefs, And find final rest among earthy graves.
Dancing Sumac
Sharp sumac starts the dance, Weaving her lithe lines Amidst the fall forest, Dividing greens from greys With gashes of radiant red, Leaving breathless leaves All aflutter and tall trees Trembling and creaking In whirlwind's rushes.
Poet Divine: Gerard Manley Hopkins
Today is the birthday of Gerard Manley Hopkins, one of the most beloved Christian poets of all time and the poet whose work has spoken to me most personally. Hopkins was a Victorian Era poet, educated at Balliol College, Oxford, and influenced by the Oxford Movement led by John Henry Newman, John Keble, and Edward Pusey. This movement, …
Excerpt from “Choruses from ‘The Rock'” by T. S. Eliot
This weekend in my message, "Wisdom in the Darkness," on Job 28 as part of our "Finding God in the Darkness" series, I quoted an excerpt from T. S. Eliot's work "Choruses from 'The Rock.'" Someone asked me for the exact reference after the sermon so I'm posting it here for your enjoyment. O world of …
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Autumn into Winter – a poem
Pale cornstalks blow and swirl within the breeze: all golden light – tall, tickling, synchronized. Their shape now dry and stiff with ebbing life; rough whispers rise and fall in symphony. They dance the dying days of autumn’s leave, requiring heavy, solemn exercise of tempered motion. They too realize their dance will end with seasonal …
Matthew Erickson 