Longing for the Unknown

It's always intangibles that draw me, sleepily
into another trackless landscape
reaching from my mind, out to a dry horizon
that obscures each fleeing fragment
of that sense of home that I have cherished.
Its silence is the magnet. Yet is the return
that will not let me go.  There it is,
and madness only may respond.

 

I have sought it, but only from necessity,
for all is vanity; this we know.
And all, and all...
This, too the God proclaimers know,
seek him after centuries of seeking...
and find him not.

 

It is the seeking, after all, that is
sine qua non, the prize.
From it alone the hallelujahs burst the sky;
the butterfly conducts its newest symphony,
the essence of a purity distilled from love.
All this, the fountainhead of joy.

 

There is the path. There is where the eagles fly.
There the night of sparkling stars,
the curvature of space, the stone-dry furrow
where the creek once ran...
the empty road ahead.

 

And then
your longing at an end,
Rejoice.
     ~

 

Author's Note

Is anyone else having difficulty in getting on this site?

Reviews

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

LOL! I'm longing all right ... still on dial-up ... if you can imagine. I suffer frustrations you can't imagine, unless you're STILL on dial-up. :-)

[Angi]

Ha! After reading your Author's note, I almost spewed iced tea all over my screen! I was waxing all philosophical and then I had an a-ha moment! This site has been giving me so much trouble lately. I try and try and sweet talk and cry. When the page finally loads, angels sing! Ha! You are a funny guy, Dean! Angi~

[Dean]

Thanks. It isn't funny, though, and I did not intend it to be. I have thought considerably of leaving the site altogether, but there are too many talented, kind, and extremely nice people here.

[Angi]

Oh man. I am sorry I trampled on your toes. I would hate to see you leave, Dean. I am just getting to know you. Please forgive my insensitivity. It is hard to interpret typed words on a page. Angi~

[Angi]

I was bouncing off of your author's note, you see.

[Dean]

I was not offended, and you trampled not! My thought of leaving was not a threat..but a thought only.

[Dean]

fear not...you are very special

[Angi]

I am so relieved to hear that. The site can be frustrating, I agree. I hope you decide to stay, Dean.

[Tom]

The quandaries of what lies hereafter have baffled and inspired mankind from the dawn of civilization and further beyond that !

Suffice to say, an incalculably much more celestial superior being or entity awaits to enlighten our tiny curious minds !

[Dean]

and that "one" I refuse to reduce as a "he."

[Tom]

Exactly Dean !

[Dean]

or an "it"....or even a "she" Much too big for all that.

[Tom]

We are singing from the same hymn sheet here Dean lol !!!

[Dean]

Welcome to the club-----------------or welcome me! :-)

[Chris]

Was an ungodly rough day to get on...I think they were working on the coding for the adds again.

I don't visit without speaking - normally.
The intangibles ARE important to me as well.

[Dean]

when you do, you speak wisdom. Whatever God is, is certainly intangible!

[Rachelle]

This speaks to my soul and reminds me of my father. Thank you for these words of hope.

[Dean]

best to ditch your father on this one. Hope is no good if the mind is not engaged first. Thanksread morebest to ditch your father on this one. Hope is no good if the mind is not engaged first. Thanks

[Dean]

aha! One to agree with me, already

[Marie]

Everyone seems to have difficulty getting on this site...it's very slow to load and very hard to navigate...

[Dean]

perhaps the owners will sometime, rectify it. There are such fine poets and people here. Thank you, Marie, for confirming my suspicions.

[Marie]

It's been especially bad to day. Not that it's ever anything BUT bad...

[Dean]

true--I have certainly found that so.