Tuesday 11 March 2008

THE WAY TO GO

THE HOLY MAN

A trapped bird

A wrecked ship

An empty cup

A withered tree

Is he

Who scorns the will of the King above.


Pure gold

Bright sun

Filled wine-cup

Happy beautiful holy

Is he

Who does the will of the King of love.


Brendan Kennelly

3 comments:

Tony said...

Beautiful and True!

Anonymous said...

Simply to the point. Succinct poetry that gets to the heart of the matter.

Anonymous said...

Great points made here. Thanks for sharing