Of Poetry

Source: healthscopemag.com

Of Poetry

It fed me once when I was young

It feeds me now I’m old

It warms me like the winter sun

Against the biting cold

There are no verses now to write

But there are songs to sing

Against the darkness of the night

While winter turns to spring


Eric Jensen, SJ, works in the Spiritual Exercises ministry at Loyola House, Guelph, Ontario. He also paints and writes. He is the author of Entering Christ's Prayer (Ave Maria Press, 2007)and Ignatius Loyola and You (Novalis 2018).

  • Roy Frank Obrigewitsch
    Posted at 01:17h, 29 March Reply

    A good song! Thanks Eric.

  • Vicky Chen
    Posted at 06:31h, 29 March Reply

    Thank you for this poetic reflection, Eric. It is a sigh deeper than words.

  • Laurence
    Posted at 12:22h, 29 March Reply

    Beautiful! thanks Eric!

  • Jeanine Glute
    Posted at 12:41h, 29 March Reply

    Thanks Eric. You have such a gift!

  • Peter Bisson
    Posted at 15:29h, 29 March Reply

    Thank you Eric!

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