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A Blessing. By James Wright. Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. And the eyes of those two Indian ponies. Darken with kindness. They have come gladly out of the willows. To welcome my friend and me. We step over the barbed wire into the pasture.
The Blessing. When, by a decree of the sovereign power, The poet makes his appearance in a bored world, With fists clenched at the horror, his outraged mother. Calls on a pitying God, at whom these curses are hurled: "Why was I not made to litter a brood of vipers.
A serene piety, lifting the poet's gaze, Reveals heaven opening on a shining throne, And the lower vision of the world's ravening rage Is shut off by the sheet lightnings of his brain. "Be blessed, oh my God, who givest suffering As the only divine remedy for our folly, As the highest and purest essence preparing The strong in spirit for ...
A serene piety, lifting the poet’s gaze, Reveals heaven opening on a shining throne, And the lower vision of the world’s ravening rage Is shut off by the sheet lightnings of his brain. “Be blessed, oh my God, who givest suffering As the only divine remedy for our folly, As the highest and purest essence preparing
13 Μαΐ 2011 · A serene piety, lifting the poet's gaze, Reveals heaven opening on a shining throne, And the lower vision of the world's ravening rage. Is shut off by the sheet lightnings of his brain. 'Be blessed, oh my God, who givest suffering. As the only divine remedy for our folly, As the highest and purest essence preparing.
'A Blessing’ by James Wright is a beautiful short poem in which the speaker describes an interaction he had with an Indian pony.
Let these poems inspire you to cultivate a spirit of gratitude and embrace the blessings that surround you each day.
