We are anxious, my friends, when we
should be astonished. How do we anchor
ourselves in the flow of wonders
that at every moment pass and surpass us?
Start now with serene resolutions:
Stretch your body to its full height
in the blaze of noon, plunge it
into the cool abandon of evening air.
Make your love of moonlight as transparent
as your love of daylight, and make it a reflection.
We live through a chaos of forces…
Summer smears its hot constitution over every
landscape. Nothing can resist its searing impact:
trees, dreams, polished gems, lakes of all sizes,
the ravine in the South, pathless forests, fountains
of sweet water, even a comet burning into the atmosphere.
And the deepest impact overtakes day and night, making
the bright light and the dark light release revelations
that will blend into a wonder for our souls.
And then Winter arrives with its prior claims
over our serenity. Winter freezes everything
into an impossible stillness, and nothing grows
or moves or feels. So we must descend into
The Interior where thoughts contend over issues
of Good and Evil, Love and Apathy, High and Low,
and create a friction that opposes its mental fire
to cold paralysis, and keeps a channel of freshness
ever flowing before our astonished gaze.
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