I just discovered a really nice poem from a book entitled Water: Its Spiritual Significance which I am currently reading out of interest (it isn’t what i’d call, ahem, academic). A poet named Wendell Berry wrote a series of water poems entitled Sabbaths, included in the book. I’d like to share one with you now.
Sabbaths 2007, XIII
“The past above, the future below
and the present pouring down…”
wrote Dr. Williams. Is that
correct? Or is the future above
and the past below?
that is departing from itself as
it was is above and is the past.
The stream that is coming to itself
as it will be is below and is
the future. Or:
The stream yet
to come is above and is the future.
The stream that has gone by
is below and is the past.
In its riddles in the world
in the mind in the world
the stream is the stream
beyond words, beginning nowhere
It falls as rain
it flows in all its length. It enters
finally the sea. It rises into the air.
It falls as rain. To the watcher
on the shore, it comes and it
Taken from Wendell Berry’s book, Leavings