Saturday, July 09, 2011

“It is the spirit that gives life; the flesh is useless.”

I wrote the following back in February of 2003 for publication in a Lenten Reflection Guide that we used to do at church. The title, is a line from a gospel scripture and one that get me thinking. This isn't a post or a piece of writing that has anything to do with touting the scriptures or the bible or God - I respect that we all have different belief systems and I won't go deep here in this post about my thoughts of the bible but I bet you there not what you think they might be. All that being said, the important psrt of this post - the poetry:

“It is the spirit that gives life; the flesh is useless.”
It is not the eyes that see, but the visions of never ending beauty
It is not the nose that smells, but the lingering fragrances of life that waft beneath
It is not the Ears that hear, it is the sounds and silences that pass through
from a whisper to a scream, from the lips of God to you
It is not the tongue that tastes, but the flavors -
such as the salt of the earth and the sweet fruits of life we bear upon it
It is not the fingers that touch, but the textures of the rich fabrics that weave the complex and beautiful world we live in that we feel
“It is the spirit that gives life; the flesh is useless.”
For in the pondering moments of meditation
the spirit speaks and the soul feeds on prayerful reverie.
“It is the spirit that gives life; the flesh is useless.”

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