Poem for Thursday

Now Voyager
By Bruce Williams

Now voyager, lay here your dazzled head.
Come back to earth from air, be nourish-ed,
Not with that light on light, but with this bread.

Here close to earth be cherished, mortal heart,
Hold your way deep as roots push rocks apart
To bring that spurt of green up from the dark.

Where music thundered, let the mind be still,
Where the will triumphed, let there be no will,
What light revealed now let the dark fulfill.

Here close to earth the deeper pulse is stirred,
Here where no wings rush and no sudden bird,
But only heartbeat upon beat is heard.

Here let the fiery burden all be spilled,
The passionate voice be calmed and stilled,
And the long yearning of the blood fulfilled.

Now voyager, come home, come home to rest,
Here on that long-lost country of earth's breast
Lay down the fiery vision and be blest, be blest.

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I've posted this poem twice before: when I left for England in 2003 and 2005. So it's a tradition now. *g* (, you may stop laughing at me any time!)

My day so far has consisted of laundries so doesn't arrive to dirty towels, plus packing and making sure various electronic equipment is well-protected. My mother has driven us to Dulles, and in a little while we are off!


Glastonbury Tor, which I was trying to draw for the drawing analysis meme. I hope to be there in a few days and this time we're getting to the Chalice Well before it closes!