A poem by Meister Eckhart
What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure?
I think it is the hope of loving,
or being loved.
I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey
to find its source, and how the moon wept
without her lover’s
warm gaze.
We weep when light does not reach our hearts. We wither
like fields if someone close
does not rain their
kindness
upon
us.
Poetry by Meister Eckhart (1260-1328)
Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
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A beautiful share, Nicodemas. Blessings, my friend.
Thank you Belinda. We all need to feel loved and accepted. Peace my friend!
That’s a fact! Blessings. 🙂
“What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure?
I think it is the hope of loving,
or being loved.”
This is what kept me going through my difficult childhood. It’s what my memoir is about. I’ll have to kept this poem I might use it in my book. Thank you for sharing.
Love does keep us going for sure. Connie thank you. Wishing all the best for you book!
great post to share Nico!! thanks !
Thank you Debi! I love these wonderful, ancient poems. Peace to you!
you’re welcome – Peace!
Good poetry : love lights our way!
In friendship
Michel
Thank you Michel! I appreciate your awesome comments. Peace!
Very moving!
Thank you Anna, I think so too! Peace and have a great week.
Beautiful!
Thank you Leyla! Some of these very old poems are amazing. Peace to you and be blessed!