from "Little Gidding," The Four Quartets
by T. S. Eliot
W shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, remembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heart, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Lovely to see your picture, Doraine, and the Eliot poem speaks to all of us as we journey on. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteLove the photo, a glimpse of you-connected. The poem is a treasure.
ReplyDeleteOh, my goodness....what grand, GRANDS! Enjoy every moment. You and they are so lucky to have each other. Beautiful, beautiful poem. But you knew that.....beautiful you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy! Reading the Eliot poem is the perfect one to follow Catherine's post on wonder and exploration.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect poem for your post. Enjoy your explorations... made more fun and exciting, I'm sure, when accompanied by fresh young eyes.
ReplyDeleteSeth Godin said just about the same thing in his blog post today:
ReplyDelete"You've always arrived. You've never arrived.
Wherever you go, there you are. You're never going to arrive because you're already there.
There's no division between the painful going and the joyous arriving. If we let it, the going can be the joyful part.
It turns out that arrival isn't the point, it can't be, because we spend all our time on the journey."
"When the last of earth left to discover
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Thanks for sharing this today. It is always good to know you are on your way to the beginning.
the line ceasing with exploration reminds me of the comment from my grandgirl about my husband and me being explorers. Thank you for sharing this poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this circular, beautiful poem Dori, I loved the last line, "Between two waves of the sea." So much to be heard here, figuratively and literally.
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