A poem for you, dear Warm Milk Journal Reader, by D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930)

Published May 27, 2010 | By Debra

This poem by D.H. Lawrence really expresses what I want for you, Warm Milk Journal Reader, when you visit this site:

Pax

All that matters is to be at one with the living God

to be a creature in the house of the God of Life.

Like a cat asleep on a chair

at peace, in peace

and at one with the master of the house, with the mistress,

at home, at home in the house of the living,

sleeping on the hearth, and yawning before the fire.

Sleeping on the hearth of the living world

yawning at home before the fire of life

feeling the presence of the living God

like a great reassurance

a deep calm in the heart

a presence

as of the master sitting at the board

in his own and greater being,

in the house of life.

(Source: The Enlightened Heart An Anthology of Sacred Poetry Edited by Stephen Mitchell)

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