February 13

Daily Wisdom

Daily Inspiration

Celeste Foley

“In a dark time, the eye begins to see,/I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;/I hear my echo in the echoing wood /A lord of nature weeping to a tree./I live between the heron and the wren,/ Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den./ What’s madness but nobility of soul/ At odds with circumstance? The day’s on fire!/ I know the purity of pure despair,/ My shadow pinned against a sweating wall./ That place among the rocks – is it a cave,/ Or winding path? The edge is what I have./ A steady storm of correspondences!/ A night flowing with birds, a ragged moon,/And in broad day the midnight come again!/ A man goes far to find out what he is /Death of the self in a long, tearless night,/ All natural shapes blazing unnatural light./ Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire./ My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly,/ Keeps buzzing at the sill. Which I is I?/ A fallen man, I climb out of my fear./ The mind enters itself, and God the mind,/ And one is One, free in the tearing wind.”

                                             Theodore Roethke

                                             “In a Dark Time”

“I See a Darkness”

~ Johnny Cash