Sunday, October 21, 2012

Wisdom's Heart









Seek me not for I am lost to you.
I visit those tender places of the heart
unsought,
where the hungry fill streets
with cries unheeded,
and where the dying tilt their heads
to listen for my approach.

In compassion, I see them,
those you have forgotten.
In empathy, I hold them,
those you have forgotten.
In hope, I touch each one,
as I touch you,
until you too, remember.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012
written for Magpie Tales 140


43 comments:

  1. this reads like a prayer...lovely words..x

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  2. wow...powerful piece audrey....the places in the heart unsought...i can think of a few things we have lost that might fit this...lost in the face of progress....

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  3. Seems you could be saying this to the justice system you found all to often, unjust.
    But wisdom, i suppose, should be applied to all things and stands alone, strong enough for any cause.
    Powerful words

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  4. Yes, Kay says it: like a prayer, or an invocation.
    Well crafted.

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    1. Thank you Aprille--I thought it was an interesting prompt!

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  5. This is lovely and gracious, Audrey!

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  6. Beautiful, Audrey, like Mother Teresa's own prayer.

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  7. Powerful stuff!!! I'm heading back to read that again.

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  8. hmmmm. i love a poem that makes me read twice

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  9. In compassion, I see them,
    those you have forgotten.
    In empathy, I hold them,
    those you have forgotten

    There are many who are neglected and left by the wayside. The voice of reason and care are not easily seen. Even if there are the ones who respond are much less. You've done well to bring it to the open. Well written Audrey!

    Hank

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  10. Beautiful read - reminds us what is important in life, in civilisations, in the world.

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  11. As others have said, the prayer-like feeling of your poem is quite lovely.

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  12. I have to echo Kay. This has the feel of prayer.

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  13. I see your visits to the corner of things continue through this narration too--I love the touch of the forgotten, touching into memory. How wonderful to work this ritual cure. Thank you for visiting my poetry too!

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    1. Hi Susan--Thank you for your visit and kind words---

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  14. Wonderful - the dying tilting their heads at the approach especially - all seeing eye here - very well done. k.

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  15. With the symbol at the top, you totally got me thinking of the Sacred Feminine and the Masons. Awesome poem - you sure do have a way with words!

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  16. The last stanza is so powerful ... loved the way you interpreted the prompt !!!

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    1. I thought it was an interesting prompt actually--Thanks so much Green Speck!

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  17. Wow, what an amazing read! I really like the feel of these words.

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  18. Isn't it sad when things that are of value are pushed aside and forgotten. I hope the prayer has answers. Well written.

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  19. A beautiful poem and prayer Autrey!!

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  20. Lovely, lyrical, and rather haunting.

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  21. The all seeing eye... I AM
    So, so gentle, compassionate, loving, as is the One.
    Beautiful poetry Audrey.

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