Poetry Collage Prayer

Literature is not just beautiful; sometimes it also says exactly what I want to — or ought to — say.  Here are the two bits of poems I’ve been praying over the past two months:

OH, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.

Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.
The first stanza is from the Robert Frost poem, A Prayer in Springtime
and reminds me to enjoy the part of life I'm in right now. 
The other quote is from T.S. Eliot's Ash Wednesday, and reminds me of the balance 
between trying one's hardest and placing the end results in God's hands.


“There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.”

~E.M.  Forster, A Room with a View.

One of my all-time favorite books

and  certainly one of those that has become a lens for viewing the world. This quote to me describes those times when two people are looking at the same scene or have experienced or are experiencing the same thing, and that gives an illusion of (or somehow a real?) intimacy.  It is a rather peculiar, fleeting phenomenon, and is often responsible for me falling in love — at least on that wonderful, imaginary, transient level.