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Resurrection Sunday   4 comments

“Manshape, that shone
Sheer off, disseveral, a star, | death blots black out; nor mark
Is any of him at all so stark
But vastness blurs and time | beats level. Enough! the Resurrection,
A heart’s-clarion! Away grief’s gasping, | joyless days, dejection.
Across my foundering deck shone
A beacon, an eternal beam. | Flesh fade, and mortal trash
Fall to the residuary worm; | world’s wildfire, leave but ash:
In a flash, at a trumpet crash,
I am all at once what Christ is, | since he was what I am, and
This Jack, joke, poor potsherd, | patch, matchwood, immortal diamond,
Is immortal diamond.”

–from “That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection”
by Gerard Manley Hopkins

“and time beats level”: or else you could say that death comes to us all. But then came the death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ. The born again experience. Now we have access to the Presence of God through His precious Blood. Death is experienced by those who are locked into fallen nature and time. Eternal life is experienced by those who are freed from fallen nature (by faith in Jesus Christ) and now have entered into timelessness.

The Presence of God is the eternal here and now. The Presence of God is in the continual present tense.

“Time past and time future
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.”

“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where.
And I cannot say, how long, for that is to place it in time.”

–from “Burnt Norton”, FOUR QUARTETS by T.S. Eliot

The death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ conquered death and time.

I John I:7: “But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.”

Have a very blessed and timeless Resurrection Sunday from the mountains of Idaho.

Ketchum, Idaho

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In My Beginning Is My End   Leave a comment

T.S. Eliot

“In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place
Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass.
Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires,
Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth
Which is already flesh, fur and faeces,
Bone of man and beast, cornstalk and leaf.
Houses live and die: there is a time for building
And a time for living and for generation
And a time for the wind to break the loosened pane
And to shake the wainscot where the field-mouse trots
And to shake the tattered arras woven with a silent motto.”

“Dawn points, and another day
Prepares for heat and silence. Out at sea the dawn wind
Wrinkles and slides. I am here
Or there, or elsewhere. In my beginning.”

“East Coker”
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–T.S. Eliot

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Choruses from The Rock

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The Eyes of Mariel Hemingway

By Tim Shey

Song of Solomon 4:1:  “Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks.”

Lovely
Sidelong glance.
The light of day
Dances brightly
When you smile.

Eyes of heaven,
You have
Wounded me deeply.
Eyes of heaven,
You have
Murdered sleep.

Jack Hemingway:  OSS Commando

The Son Also Rises:  Jack Hemingway

Posted December 28, 2012 by Tim Shey in Uncategorized

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