You will never be alone, you hear so deep
a sound when autumn comes.
Yellow pulls across the hills and thrums,
or the silence after lightening before it says
its names- and then the clouds' wide-mouthed
apologies. You were aimed from birth:
you will never be alone. Rain
will come, a gutter filled, an Amazon,
long aisles- you never heard so deep a sound,
moss on rock, and years. You turn your head-
that's what the silence meant: you're not alone.
The whole wide world pours down.
The following directions for reflective reading, comes from the Benedictine practice of Lectio Divina (or holy reading). I find this process equally valuable for uncovering the wisdom of poetry.
Read the poem linked above slowly.
As you do so, look for a word in the poem that stands out to you.
Now, read the poem a second time.
What phrase stands out for you?
What is this poem saying to you today? What message might you take forward?
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