| relaxed1 |
Although this was written as a religious poem, I think it works on another level. With the substitution of 'God' (as I would always seek to do anyway) for 'dominant' or 'master', it takes on a whole different slant.Discipline
THROW away thy rod, Throw away thy wrath : O my God, Take the gentle path.
For my hearts desire Unto thine is bent : I aspire To a full consent.
Nor a word or look I affect to own, But by book, And thy book alone.
Though I fail, I weep : Though I halt in pace, Yet I creep To the throne of grace.
Then let wrath remove ; Love will do the deed : For with love Stonie hearts will bleed.
Love is swift of foot ; Love's a man of warre, And can shoot, And can hit from farre.
Who can scape his bow ? That which wrought on thee, Brought thee low, Needs must work on me.
Throw away thy rod ; Though man frailties hath, Thou art God : Throw away thy wrath
George Herbert (1593-1633)
Edited Tue 10 Aug 10, 2:08 PM by relaxed1
| 11 Aug 10, 4:17 PM Manson UK(M), 2 yrs |
Brings back memories of studying 17th Century Poetry as an undergraduate.
For some reason I always preferred the Cavalier poets rather than the religious stuff As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live. - Goethe. |
| 12 Aug 10, 3:49 PM chelsea UK(NW), 5 yrs |
"To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to."
Kahlil Gibran Have a beautiful weekend Love and peace. |