The changing of the seasons means it’s time for one of Scott Eagan’s poems. For those of you who are new to the blog, Scott is a member of the Madonna House Community in Combermere, Ontario. He is what you might call a contemplative farmer. Scott shares his poems with me, and I’m so pleased to share them with you. His gentle imagery and heartfelt prose makes me feel like I am in Combermere too, living the simple spirituality of Madonna House and basking in the bounty of God’s creation.
Enjoy this season's window made with words, a glimpse into Scott’s beautiful, prayerful world.
“STILL
In the small hours of the morning
on the pillow of night’s awakening
all is still, all suspended.
The singing lake loons quieted
forest’s leaves forgetting to shed dewy tears
all the world so beautifully still.
As I poke my head outside my little tent
a gracious gift covers me
a transient thin treasure.
Just to breathe it in and let it go, breathe it in again…
- creations prayer -
can it be absorbed?
And the day begins.”
Van Gogh, The Sower with Setting Sun, 1888.