Sophia's Mirror: The Turning Field of Stars

To You, My Reader

To You, My Reader

Whether you are a return or a first-time visitor: I am aware that my posts over the last months have been rather sporadic, and have at times included writings by others. This has to do with personal health issues which have had to be coped with, and this in turn has meant that I have had to address new and unfamiliar limitations regarding how much I can do and what I can manage. I nevertheless will continue to post what and when I am able to. My thanks to my readers for their understanding, and my wish is that all my visitors will still find something of interest in my previous posts. ~ Emma

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

The Turning Field of Stars

Deep in myself,

too deep for me to reach

is the earth

I am that earth.

The heavens wait for my arrival

I am those heavens

which stretch down to receive me.

I am a pilgrim

travelling this wheel of stars

seeking a new heaven

and a new earth

I am those stars

that watched and saw

how the old heaven and the old earth

had passed away.

And so among the turning field of stars

I tread the underworld above

to free myself from these cycles

of dialectic powers:

these eons with their traps,

temptations of thought

before I'll find that light

which leads me through the refining fire

to my transfiguration

and the resurrecting of the inner God.

Painting by Briton Riviere

2 comments:

JosephMarch 6, 2013 at 6:46 PM
A mystical poem of such beauty! The poem expresses so much in so few words! It seems to describe not only an awakening (transfiguration) but that we are at one with the universe, one with the underlying unity. Emma writes, "I am that earth... I am those heavens." The universe wants to awaken through us, so who is doing the awakening? Her mention of the "dialectic powers: these eons with their traps, temptations of thought..." seem to point to samsara, the illusory aspect of our world born of duality or separation. The last line, "the resurrecting of the inner God" is wonderful because it is not one's little ego, the false self that transfigures or changes - it's the inner God that awakens through form. The inner God has always been there but now manifests more clearly.

I love some of the phrases she uses like "And so among the turning field of stars, I tread the underworld above..." And "I am a pilgrim, travelling this wheel of stars, seeking a new heaven and a new earth" Beautiful lines! Thank you for writing a great poem and sharing it.

A very evocative painting by Riviere. It looks like Jesus when he went on his fast for 40 days and nights.
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EmmaMarch 7, 2013 at 11:02 AM
Joseph, I am grateful for your response and the light that you shine on the words of my poem.

Regarding what you said about the painting: "It looks like Jesus when he went on his fast for 40 days and nights." You know it!
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