29 March 2009


I am. Watching Bill Moyers this morning, a guest mentioned this organization. Tell me what you think? http://www.anewwayforward.org/the_idea/

1 comment:

Jane said...

Appropos of your sermon this morning, asking for a new earth and heaven: here is another point of view. My favorite poem by Wendell Berry.

The Wild Geese

Horseback on Sunday morning,
harvest over, we taste persimmon
and wild grape, sharp sweet
of summer's end. In time's maze
over the fall fields, we name names
that went west from here, names
that rest on graves. We open
a persimmon seed to find the tree
that stands in promise,
pale, in the seed's marrow.
Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear,
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye
clear. What we need is here.