Emily Dickinson - There is a Zone whose even Years
Ivan M. Granger June 20th, 2008
[1056] There is a Zone whose even Years
by Emily Dickinson
There is a Zone whose even Years
No Solstice interrupt –
Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon
Whose perfect Seasons wait –
Whose Summer set in Summer, till
The Centuries of June
And Centuries of August cease
And Consciousness — is Noon.
— from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, Edited by Thomas H. Johnson
/ Photo by Bohman /
I know we just had a poem by Emily Dickinson last week, but I couldn’t pass up this poem on the summer solstice.
Light is one of the primary metaphors in sacred poetry, suggesting the Divine not framed within a mental concept. But for genuine mystics, this light is not a mere concept; it is directly experienced.
This sense of light is more than a brightness one might experience on a sunny afternoon. This light is perceived as being a living radiance that permeates everything, everywhere, always. This light is immediately understood to be the true source of all things, the foundation on which the physicality of the material world is built.
And Consciousness — is Noon.
This is the light of the true mystics.
Have a beautiful solstice — the time of year to celebrate the fulness of the light which sustains all life.
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dear ivan
light is the ‘ground’ we stand on. we are that-xx, bring it on!
if i may i share a favorite poem with you by David Whyte-
Enough
Enough, these few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the Life
we have refused again and again. Until now.
Until now.
peace to you ivan-patti
Dear Ivan,
This Emily Dickinson poem is as high as anything I have read anywhere. Perfection perfectly presented.