The gentle discipline of resting inside uncertainty in the cradle of deep time. He’d gotten an answer but he didn’t know what he knew, which is why the last line is so haunting, I think. I love that poem.
Thanks for the perfect message, as always. I’ve always wondered about the faith, or conviction, that drove the Magi on in a perilous journey for a suspect master. They must have known something really important was happening that they couldn’t miss. It’s kind of a theatrical alert to all of us. PS: I hope your time off is refreshing.
Gary, I have read this poem a number of times over the years, but pondering it along with your comments has brought a new depth of meaning and of feeling to me. Thank you for sharing your gifts so wisely and richly.
Always appreciate your bringing more life & insight to a poem, and also love the phrase from the previous writer about"....resting inside uncertainty in the cradle of deep time." Carrying that image with me...
The gentle discipline of resting inside uncertainty in the cradle of deep time. He’d gotten an answer but he didn’t know what he knew, which is why the last line is so haunting, I think. I love that poem.
Beautifully said. Thank you.
Glad to get this to reflect upon. Thank you so much for sharing.
Missing my friends in Houston
Extraordinary!!! Much to ponder.
Thank you Gary. Barbara
Thanks for the perfect message, as always. I’ve always wondered about the faith, or conviction, that drove the Magi on in a perilous journey for a suspect master. They must have known something really important was happening that they couldn’t miss. It’s kind of a theatrical alert to all of us. PS: I hope your time off is refreshing.
Gary, I have read this poem a number of times over the years, but pondering it along with your comments has brought a new depth of meaning and of feeling to me. Thank you for sharing your gifts so wisely and richly.
Beautiful! Thank you
Always appreciate your bringing more life & insight to a poem, and also love the phrase from the previous writer about"....resting inside uncertainty in the cradle of deep time." Carrying that image with me...