Ensanguining the Skies

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How can I feel so warm   
Here in the dead center of January? I can   
Scarcely believe it, and yet I have to, this is   
The only life I have. 
~James Wright from “A Winter Daybreak Above Vence”
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to the northwest

 

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to the north
To-day I shall be strong,
No more shall yield to wrong,
  Shall squander life no more;
Days lost, I know not how,
I shall retrieve them now;
Now I shall keep the vow
  I never kept before.Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
  Into the west away;
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found,
How hopeless under ground
  Falls the remorseful day.
~A.E. Houseman from “How Clear, How Lovely Bright”
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to the northeast
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to the east
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to the southeast
It was like a church to me.
I entered it on soft foot,
Breath held like a cap in the hand.
It was quiet.
What God there was made himself felt,
Not listened to, in clean colours
That brought a moistening of the eye,
In a movement of the wind over grass.
There were no prayers said. But stillness
Of the heart’s passions — that was praise
Enough; and the mind’s cession
Of its kingdom. I walked on,
Simple and poor, while the air crumbled
And broke on me generously as bread.
~ R.S. Thomas “The Moor”
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to the south

 

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to the southwest

 

Last night, as you can see,  was a surrounding sunset experience – 360 degrees of evolving color and patterns, streaks and swirls, gradation and gradual decline.

It was all in silence.  No bird song, no wind, no spoken prayer.
Yet communion took place with the air breaking and feeding me like manna from heaven.

May I squander life no more and treasure each day.
May I keep my vows to God, church, family, friends, and patients.
May I be warmed on a chill winter day by the witness of such bleeding of last light of day.

 

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to the west

 

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to the west

 

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to the west

 

8 thoughts on “Ensanguining the Skies

  1. Oh, thank you, Emily, for such beauty in image and word~and such poignant prayer to live more fully in
    God and the grandeur of his gifts~

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  2. Yes, Yes, Yes Emily: To the sacredness of it all, God’s exquisite sunset gift to the eye and the soul — the photos, three affirming poetic contributions, warm Comments by your readers — and your intimate ‘prayer’ of thanksgiving and promises.
    Injections of such beauty bring comfort and hope to us as we struggle with the dark realities that we face in our bleeding world today — reminders that He is there; He cares; He provides all that we could ever want or need — all food for our journey and for our souls along the way.

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  3. Can there really be a place so beautiful with sunsets so moving?
    Why not with a God who said, “Behold I make all things new!”

    Thank you for sharing your Thin Place.

    Sally

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