anam cara

Marian hosts the Tuesday platform at Real Toads this morning offering a wonderfully inspiring read by Patti Smith.

Good Tuesday morning, poets and poetry lovers. This video gave me a serious case of the goosebumps. Click and be inspired!

Please link up and share a poem with us, and visit to read the writing of others. Have a great week, everyone. Hope you all have the chance to slow down and savor some poetry.

 

trees appear to

bow

 

as i walk in

the deep silence

 

my reverence

reflected

 

perhaps

 

or just the wind

which seems to answer

my breath

 

perhaps

 

as it falls

from the sky

 

through cedar

 

swooping hawk

fluting nature’s

song

 

there is a sense here

of the other

 

of called in beauty

 

of Anam Cara

 

ancestral whisper

 

echoes of time

 

soul tides

which

ebb

and flow

 

moss hums me

green medicine

as i tip-toe

through this sacred landscape

 

heart open

and growing

 

heart bursting

in measured beats

 

a symphony of soul

my tears are joy filled

 

gratitude’s crucible

has me gripped

and bound

 

for

soul

celtic

Notes:

According to John O’Donahue, poet, philosopher and one time Catholic priest…” You are joined in an ancient and eternal union with humanity that cuts across all barriers of time, convention, philosophy and definition. When you are blessed with an anam cara, the Irish believe, you have arrived at that most sacred place: home”

If you have the time this interview with John is well worth a listen.

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17 thoughts on “anam cara

  1. sanaarizvi says:

    perhaps
    as it falls
    from the sky
    through cedar
    swooping hawk
    fluting nature’s
    song

    This is gorgeous!!❤️

  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Lovely to step along with you … and I’ll be back to listen to the interview, thank you.

  3. kaykuala h says:

    as i tip-toe
    through this sacred landscape
    heart open
    and growing
    heart bursting
    in measured beats
    a symphony of soul

    It gives a feeling of serenity and anticipation of something good!

    Hank

  4. Gillena Cox says:

    Luv the magic of your soul in harmony in this poem Paul

    “moss hums me
    green medicine
    as i tip-toe
    through this sacred landscape”

    my favourite verse

    much love…

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