Originally Posted by WeaverBird

Dearest Kris, how your poem made me smile and reminded me of a favourite poem of my own. I though it was from GMH, who really can write, but no, it turns out to be from R S Thomas, the greatest religious poet of all time, I used to think, but no that would be the psalmist. Nothing contentious here!!!

The Bright Field

I have seen the sun break through
to illuminate a small field
for a while, and gone my way
and forgotten it. But that was the
pearl of great price, the one field that had
treasure in it. I realise now
that I must give all that I have
to possess it. Life is not hurrying

on to a receding future, nor hankering after
an imagined past. It is the turning
aside like Moses to the miracle
of the lit bush, to a brightness
that seemed as transitory as your youth
once, but is the eternity that awaits you.