Sacred Love

Sacred Love

Once I dreamt
that I was a photon
travelling from the sun to the earth
and being drawn into a green leaf.

How happy I was
to be passed along
a membrane in a thylakoid
from one phospholipid to another;
a heavenly chain in a chloroplast.

The mechanism was divine.

I was ecstatic
to be part of the amazing energy capture
the splitting of carbon dioxide and water
the production of oxygen, ATP and food.

St Theresa of Avila’s visions
paled beside the stupendous significance
of my encounter with creation.

It was love of the most sublime kind.
And still I feel it when the trees
open their leaves in spring.

5 thoughts on “Sacred Love

  1. Robbie Burton

    What a delightful take on leaves and spring. The first stanza draws me in immediately and the fact I don’t understand some of the words in the second doesn’t matter because I understand the ‘travelling’ notion. The third stanza befuddles me more and, because ignorance makes me lazy, I’d be perfectly happy if the poem skipped from ‘The mechanism was divine’ to ‘St Theresa’…

    Then the end is just as strong as the beginning – super.

  2. Jonathan Mayman

    There’s a weird and wonderful atmosphere to this poem which I like – I find the final stanza rather weak and an anticlimax and perhaps it should be reconsidered.

  3. Chris York Post author

    Thanks Robbie. It would make more sense to skip from ‘divine’ to St Theresa….’ and nothing would be lost. I am not sure about the word order ‘And still I feel it’ – should I change that to ‘And I still feel it’?

    Thanks Jonathan for your comment. The last few lines have a weak feel compared to the previous hyper language. I am thinking about it!!!!

    1. Robbie Burton

      I think the stresses in ‘And still I feel it’ give the words more authority than ‘And I still feel it’, probably because ‘still’ slows the sentence down. You could consider ‘And I feel it still’ but the trouble with that is that it isn’t the way we usually speak.

      On the other hand… ‘And I still feel it’ is the most likely conversational way of saying it.

      Oh blimey, that doesn’t help, does it… You can see the truth in the anecdote about Oscar Wilde: ‘And he related also, with much gusto, how in a country-house he had told his host one evening that he had spent the day in hard literary work, and that, when asked what he had done, he had said, “I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning and took out a comma.” “And in the afternoon?” “In the afternoon–well, I put it back again.” ‘

  4. Fiona Lesley

    Oh lovely… and educational!! I really like the science and the spiritual and the human all being brought into collision. I wondered if you need the line break after the first line in the first two verses. If these ran on there might be a three line stanza shape to play with … I love the last two lines, i think they are powerful for their simplicity compared to the technical language of earlier…

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