It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon

Sunday, November 11, 2007

1 Corinthians 13





1 Corinthians 13


“I have hymns you haven’t heard.”
From The Book Of Hours”
Rilke 1,40


My Loving
Is not ordered
By the definition
I give to the act
In words
But by the thesaurus
Of meaning
I make
For every act
Of my living.

5 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

excellent, lots of depth!

Anonymous said...

Yes, quite profound.

DavidM

rch said...

Hi Dr. Ng, as usual your words raise many questions in my mind but also some unexpected insights. Thanks for sharing your gifts, take care,

Bob

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J. Andrew Lockhart said...

This is beautiful!
Hope all is o.k. with you.