From “Stations”



We have been here before
and failed, bringing creation
about our ears. Why
can we not be taught 
there is no hill beyond this one
we roll our minds to the top
of, not to take off into
empty space, nor to be cast back down
where we began, but to hold the position
assigned to us, long as time
lasts, somewhere half-way
up between earth and heaven.

R.S. Thomas


From “Angelus Dubiosus”


Because faith is the twin of doubt
Because doubting is the meditation of the world
Because we are all on steep paths, on fire, full of hope
Because we are all angels kneeling, drinking, unfinished and dubious, wavering in the glare between worlds

-Keith Ratzlaff

From “Church Going”


A serious house on serious earth it is,
In whose blent air all our compulsions meet,
Are recognized, and robed as destinies.
And that much never can be obsolete,
Since someone will forever be surprising
A hunger in himself to be more serious,
And gravitating with it to this ground,
Which, he once heard, was proper to grow wise in,
If only that so many dead lie round.

-Philip Larkin

From “The Summer Day”


I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

-Mary Oliver