Apr 11, 2009

Poetry Month: As The Ruin Falls

April is National Poetry Month.

Here's a good chunk of horrifying self awareness
Before Jesus wakes up on Sunday.

As the Ruin Falls -- CS Lewis

All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you.
I never had a selfless thought since I was born.
I am mercenary and self-seeking through and through:
I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn.

Peace, reassurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek,
I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin:
I talk of love – a scholar's parrot may talk Greek –
But, self-imprisoned, always end where I begin.

Only that now you have taught me (but how late!) my lack
I see the chasm. And everything you are was making
My heart into a bridge by which I might get back
From exile, and grow man. And now the bridge is breaking.

For this I bless you as the ruin falls. The pains
You give me are more precious than all other gains.


Stephanie said...

Not horrifying. Just naked. And as beautiful as penance always is. Thanks, Susan. I had not seen this before. Where did you find it?

Jen said...

Amazing poem... I haven't seen this in a long time. Raw, beautiful, and painfully true.

Bez said...

This is one of my favorite poems, Suz, but I hadn't read it in several years. Thanks for reminding me why I loved it so much. (Christy T.)

Christi said...

I just finished reading your book last night and I'm sad it's over. I wish I had read it a few weeks earlier because I would have done anything to get over to Evangel in Portland to see you. I didn't know what I was missing. Thank you for sharing your story...I feel like I know you so well!

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