Everything is shining #poetry #earthweal

Come forth into the light of things
Let Nature be your teacher”
– Wordsworth, ‘The Tables Turned

I’ve taken time out from the online world
stepped into otherworlds
explored liminal spaces
with you

Everything is shining
each and every day
around each and every one of us
we’re blinded by the things we feel we ought to do:

Step outside on a sunny day, and it’s easy to see it
but the real sunlight comes from within
‘the sunlight of the Spirit’*
comes from passing a derelict building

in rain, under a slate-grey sky
listening to your music
brings a smile to my heart
and a tear to my eye

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*from the ‘Big Book’ of Alcoholics Anonymous, p.66

Written for earthweal

For this week’s earthweal challenge, Brendan has asked us to ‘write of WILD MIND. How does green fire take root in the thought of our poems?‘ He draws to our attention the fact that we are, as I have noted in a previous poem, sleepwalking into Armageddon. He asks us to consider how the online world is leading us away from the natural, the wild world:

“Wildness is a resource that cries for renewal. Yet the center where it’s found — inside as much as the wilderness without — is a battered boreal forest we romanticize too much while stumbling around in its fumes.”

In this short poem, I considered wildnesses both internal and external, and the boundaries between them. Whether seeing the light at the heart of all things will be enough to save us, I don’t know. But I think if more people were able to see it we, as a species, would be more sensitive and compassionate custodians of the natural world.

Featured image:

Detail from Excavations for the High Level Bridge, Newcastle upon Tyne c.1846
Thomas Miles Richardson I (1784–1848)
Oil on canvas
H 96.7 x W 83.2 cm
Laing Art Gallery

59 thoughts on “Everything is shining #poetry #earthweal

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  1. Light and energy, it’s WHAT we are. Wouldn’t we be heading to the same harmonious place if we could just followed the light? Everything has a soul. Everything. Wouldn’t we be changed if we understood this? But, light will eventually seep through the gaps– it already is. Light cannot be contained. We just need to come to terms to identifying what the next right move is. And the next after that and so on until all is covered in light (which is all the positive things we want for our world).
    Your poetry is sublime. To me it talks about recognizing our powerbase (light) and aligning it with the light in others. And then simple pleasures like smiling will light the moment further. I love it. Thanks for sharing. Splendid. xoxo

    1. Thank you so much for this beautiful comment, Selma. We obviously think along the same lines. Now we just need to wait on the rest of the world waking up to the love and the light ❤️

  2. Wonderful poem and interesting thoughts about our online world and the natural world. Must checkBrendan and earthweal out again but living with little data and poor reception now

  3. Your poem is both enlightening and and heartwarming Ingrid … And the Earthwheel reminds me of two wonderful quotes, by two great poets, from two different eras …
    Leonard Cohen … “As a poet, sometimes we confuse ourselves, Trying to create ashes, instead of fire ”
    Walt Whitman … “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. So medicine, law, business, engineering… these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love… these are what we stay alive for.”
    Cheers … 😊🌞

  4. Funny, online is all about rushing from one shiny thing to the next — but nothing shines enough. This invitation to bask in the sunlight in the spirit (amen) requires a response which should be a no-brainer, if we had one any more. It takes a wild mind to be singing in the rain — which is just the point! Well done, & thanks —

  5. That shining within is something special and something to appreciate, along with the beauty we can find in nature even in the bleakest times.

    Weirdly, without me seeing your poem or Earthweal, we wrote a bit on the same theme again today. 😊

  6. Great message! I feel blinded at times but then I close my eyes, and with a little intention, I can put a soft focus on it all, and choose to set my mind on those things, which you write, “brings a smile to my heart.” 💓

  7. I try to take time out from the online world but still, here I am. Moderate doses, I guess is the key. It does distract from what’s right in front of us. And a huge distraction of one is a writer. Thanks.

  8. What a great revelation, my dear Ingrid. Your words reach the soul and embrace it with much light and warmth. Look at this part:

    but the real sunlight comes from within
    ‘the sunlight of the Spirit’*
    comes from passing a derelict building site

    Very true, beautifully and wisely writen.

  9. we’re blinded by the things we feel we ought to do:

    Step outside on a sunny day, and it’s easy to see it
    but the real sunlight comes from within

    Truer words have not been written, Ingrid.


  10. ahhh such beautiful words dear Ingrid and brilliant you were able to drum that little piece of magic up in poetry to spotlight our inner world light.
    Thank you dear!

  11. I like the way this poem moves, Ingrid, from the internal to the external and back again. It’s spare, compact, beautifully written. JIM

  12. “Step outside on a sunny day, and it’s easy to see it
    but the real sunlight comes from within . . .” In country and city, we try to open our hearts. Splendid poem.

  13. You draw your picture well, Ingrid. So much progress, so little value for it, and so much foolishness, stress and waste because we will not realize we are part of this magical thing called the planet earth. I especially love your second stanza.

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