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Oh Sweet Irrational Worship

by Thomas Merton

Wind and a bobwhite
And the afternoon sun.

By ceasing to question the sun
I have become light,

Bird and wind.

My leaves sing.

I am earth, earth

All these lighted things
Grow from my heart.

A tall, spare pine
Stands like the initial of my first
Name when I had one.

When I had a spirit,
When I was on fire
When this valley was
Made out of fresh air
You spoke my name
In naming Your silence:
O sweet, irrational worship!

I am earth, earth

My heart’s love
Bursts with hay and flowers.
I am a lake of blue air
In which my own appointed place
Field and valley
Stand reflected.

I am earth, earth

Out of my grass heart
Rises the bobwhite.

Out of my nameless weeds
His foolish worship.

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  • January 3, 2010, 10:21 am Annie Kelley

    What a beautiful poem!
    ..”Out of my grass heart
    Rises the bobwhite…”

    Thanks for starting my Sunday so eloquently.

  • January 3, 2010, 12:53 pm catherine

    yes, right with you Annie–
    “when I had a spirit”
    “out of my nameless weeds…”
    thanks Beth, for the breath of newness… 😉

  • January 3, 2010, 6:32 pm denise

    It’s the picture that caught me; another magical one you’ve shared, Beth!