Monday, December 1, 2014


Inexorable Deities

Edgar Lee Masters1868 - 1950

Inexorable revealers,
Give me strength to endure
The gifts of the Muses,

Daughters of Memory.
When the sky is blue as Minerva’s eyes
Let me stand unshaken;
When the sea sings to the rising sun
Let me be unafraid;

When the meadow lark falls like a meteor
Through the light of afternoon,
An unloosened fountain of rapture,
Keep my heart from spilling
Its vital power;
When at the dawn
The dim souls of crocuses hear the calls
Of waking birds,

Give me to live but master the loveliness.
Keep my eyes unharmed from splendors
Unveiled by you,
And my ears at peace
Filled no less with the music
Of Passion and Pain, growth and change.

Lately, words mean a lot to me.  They can make me stop in my tracks to read them again and again, soaking up the sounds and meaning.  I've always loved words and collected words (even if I do not use them).  Happy December!


Debbie Nolan said...

Dear Rhonda - a very wonderful poem. I too fall in love with words. There is so much power in them. We can create peace or start a war bring healing or hurt, be kind and give encouragement or cause despair and criticize. Thank you friend for sharing this poem. Have a delightful week.

Autumn Leaves said...

Word collector here too!

E.M. Corsa said...

What an incredible poem. I will keep this by my worktable where I can read it over and over. I have a book I've titled, Book of Comfort, where I illustrate favorites, and this is going into it. Thanks so much for sharing. I'll post a pic of my book in a day or two.

Anonymous said...

Glad you all enjoyed this one as much as I did - such beautiful pictures painted with words. I used to be able to do that, but can't be that creative with words anymore (perhaps it just takes more practice?)

RH Carpenter said...

Not sure why my own comment came through as anonymous. Working on the iPad is a little different than working on my latop!!