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In Beauty

April 30, 2008 · 10 Comments


-for my Son on his birthday, in hopes that he may soon leap…

The supreme pleasure in beauty
the Creator’s perfections
in beauty cast over the landscape
of earth and heaven

Rapture in the delectable
rapture in the seared eye
stricken and slain by beauty

Pale leaves unfolding tinged
with silver, gold, pale copper
The delicate softening of
bark and branch and formidable oak

There is sighing to be done
and leaning into the breeze
Love may rise quickly on days like this
running fast and hard from winter
headlong over the precipice and into the green.

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pbsweeney.april30th2008

Categories: American Contemporary Poetry · Life's Mysteries · Literature/Poetry · Poems · Poetry · Poetry & Verse · Sufi · Sufism · Writing

10 responses so far ↓

  • Irving // April 30, 2008 at 4:29 pm

    Just wonderful :) We all are blessed by the beauty of God’s creation unfolding around us, as your beloved son is blessed to have such a mother.

    Ya Haqq!

  • H.M. // April 30, 2008 at 4:42 pm

    That last stanza is a thoroughly beautiful and evocative construction, and stays with me…. Thank you for this poem.

  • Krishna.N.c // May 1, 2008 at 8:56 am

    My Dearest Patricia,
    Simply enchanting :)) What a beautiful gift for your son..He is indeed blessed to have a mother like you ! My Heartfelt birthday wishes for you both.
    May His Beauty be blessed on you abundantly and may the Roaring Waves of love wash away all discomfort from your lives :)
    Lots of Love, smiles and goodwishes for your Shining Soul :)

  • pbsweeney // May 1, 2008 at 12:53 pm

    Oh, it is I who is the lucky one - to have such a son who is so fine and good hearted. Like his sister, they are the jewels of my life!

  • Maithri // May 3, 2008 at 8:13 am

    Blessings of love to you both,

    Your words sing to my heart.

    Make me want to fly into the green
    like the love of which you
    so tenderly speak,

    Thank you blessed one,

    Love and peace, Maithri

  • country parson` // May 3, 2008 at 10:18 pm

    Patricia,
    Thank you for your gift of poetry and willingness to share it. Your recent visit to my site gave me this new link for which I am grateful. In your dive into the mystics I hope you are able to spend much time with Julian of Norwich.
    CP

  • Ruth // May 15, 2008 at 5:39 am

    I love this poem and it reminds me of a Beltane poem I wrote some years ago - I will post it on my blog so that you can read it.

  • jewaira // June 23, 2008 at 3:38 pm

    Nurturing maternal love. Like a fountain.

  • Elli // July 2, 2008 at 12:13 pm

    I would not recommend fallowing the Nurbakhsh Sufi order. His practice is faults and is opposite then he was thought by his master. Is not even close to the Nematolhie sufi order he have twisted the teaching. Believe me I know his master very well.

  • Yafiah Katherine // July 3, 2008 at 5:21 am

    I love those lines, “There is sighing to be done, and leaning into the breeze”
    Beautiful!

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