
Napowrimo poem Day 26
C S Lewis
found his world
through a wardrobe door
he found ectasy
on the lid of a biscuit tin
from Woolworths
Contented in cardigan and slippers
sherry rituals, toast and tea by the fire
puffing pipe in illuminating discussion
with brother Warnie
He found God
on the top of a double decker bus
in the High Street on his way to the shops
I have been searching all my life
behind the wardrobe in bookshelves
in the cupboard under the sink
upturning rocks on the ocean floor
And I still could not find it
So I gave up the search
And found peace
It was under my nose the whole time
As I once wrote:-
ReplyDelete"That which is sought is often elusive.
That which comes unbidden is reality before it is recognised."
Think you poem illustrates this to perfection...
Isn't that always the way...?
ReplyDeleteOK I just wrote this and it got zapped so, Take 2.
ReplyDeleteSitting quietly, at peace with oneself, might provide enlightenment. Having a wonderful imagination could help.
Even though it's right there the whole time, we often must do the looking or we are not ready to appreciate it, don't you think?
ReplyDeleteIt's the search, not the finding.
ReplyDeleteI'm not young enough to know the answers to everything!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Dan. The search is enough. If something appears, that's the cherry on top!
ReplyDeleteStellar piece. Have you seen the film Shadowlands?
ReplyDeleteNo I haven't Willow...I'll check it out.
ReplyDeleteThis is great. Sounds like a complete poem to me, and I can totally relate to it. Love the collage at the top of the page, too.
ReplyDeleteThere's no place like home....
ReplyDeleteThankyou Matt. I'm glad you liked the collage.
ReplyDeleteThink you have great taste!
Love the last three lines! Nice Rall
ReplyDeletePamela
Rall, your poem challenges us to think of other instances where what we're looking for has been right there all along. (next challenge, even trying to think of you without recalling She Who Must Be Obeyed)
ReplyDeleteJDM
You have to have a poetic licence to make comments like that Mackenzie.
ReplyDeleteIt's always right there within reach, waiting for us to find it. This is a lovely poem, Rall, so many great lines and images. Is there life after RWP?
ReplyDeleteStrange you should ask that Marianne. I have just resigned from WWP because of cultural and political differences of opinion and am considering starting up a site here called POW(Poets on Wednesday) A site which caters for humour,razor sharp minds,the lunatic fringe and controversial elements with an intellectual edge. The aim is to prevent poets
ReplyDeletefrom becoming brain dead from excessive saccharine discourse.
I love the 2nd part of the first stanza.
ReplyDeleteCS Lewis is an inspiration to me - I really haven't read his books, or know much about his theology - but by his personal life, coming to love, and to family, late, after his life's arc seemed set. Is that what you are alluding to?
Thankyou all for your comments. Only four more days to go.
ReplyDeleteIf you read C S Lewis' biography it reveals a lot about his personal life and how he became a Christian which he struggled constantly against.He was a reluctant convert.He was also considered to be one of the finest minds of his time and on a personal level generous
ReplyDeleteunassuming and very very decent. Yes I was alluding to those things you mentioned but also his recognition of God because he was a staunch atheist and got slapped over the head
with a wet teatowel by God who refused to be ignored . Well this CS Lewis' story and he explains it much better than I do.It has been years since I read it.
Love it. It's right where we are.
ReplyDeleteIt's been a busy day, so I'm late into the conversation, but I waited for a tea-towel or a lightening bolt to strike me, but the conversion has pretty much gone in the opposite direction (Paul to Saul)... and finding peace with not looking for it is really where it's at.
ReplyDeletelove cs lewis rata... the closet has always intrigued me too... somehow think of alice and the white rabbit and all those other characters too... i have enjoyed coming by and visiting your writings... the best to you... nightflight no 5
ReplyDeleteThanks p pie .I'll be here next week with bells
ReplyDeleteon and lot of great classic throw away lines,plaudits,poems, social commentary...you name it!
all kinds of quests for all kinds of truth
ReplyDeletegentle honesty is close for me =)
Truth has a habit of changing shape according to the wearer. I like the one size fits all item myself.
ReplyDeleteLove, love, LOVE this poem!!!! So much!!!! SO so much. (okay, was that a little too much? sorry!)
ReplyDeleteNo not at all....
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How do you like it how do you like it
Sorry just bopped off into discol