The following is a poem by Denise Levertov titled, “In Whom We Live and Move and Have Our Being.”
Birds afloat in air’s current, sacred breath? No, not breath of God, it seems, but God the air enveloping the whole globe of being.
It’s we who breathe, in, out, in, the sacred, leaves astir, our wings rising, ruffled–but only the saints take flight. We cower in cliff-crevice or edge out gingerly on branches close to the nest.
The wind marks the passage of holy ones riding that ocean of air. Slowly their wake reaches us, rocks us.
But storm or still, numb or poised in attention, we inhale, exhale, inhale, encompassed, encompassed.
“Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?” (Matthew 6:26)
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Beautiful photos! The poetry really goes so well with the images!
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Fr. Ron, I especially love the shot out of the window to the water through the railing. The birds perched on the railing is the “topping on the cake”. Thanks, again, for sharing your keen powers of observation.