[Poetry Chaikhana] D. H. Lawrence - Song of a Man Who Has Come Through

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Song of a Man Who Has Come Through By D. H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)   Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me! If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift! If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed By the fine, fine, wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted; If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides. Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul, I would be a good fountain, a good well-head, Would blur no whisper, spoil no expression. What is the knocking? What is the knocking at the door in the night? It is somebody wants to do us harm. No, no, it is the three strange angels. Admit them, admit them.   -- from The Complete Poems of D. H. Lawrence, by D. H. Lawrence Amazon.com / Photo by AleBonvini /

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Hi Omss -

I won't say much. It's a quiet Monday morning, a time for few words and just a taste of wonder...

Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!

I love this opening line. Have you ever noticed how wearying personal will is? Eventually everything feels like a dead effort. But when we learn the magician's trick of yielding, of letting the currents of life flow through us, delight pours through us with such surprising ease and actions form into unexpected success.

Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul,
I would be a good fountain, a good well-head,
Would blur no whisper, spoil no expression.

And if you hear someone knocking, don't fear harm. Peep through the keyhole. It might just be three strangers in angel shape.

Admit them, admit them.

Carried by the course of the wind, we find we have come through...

Have a beautiful day!

Ivan


PS- Thank you for the several kind and concerned messages over the weekend. Sending much love to everyone!

 

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