Richard Harris Barham (1788–1845) British writer and priest
Poem: The Jackdaw of Rheims http://www.bartleby.com/246/108.html
"The Chantry Of The Cherubim" in The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse (1917) by D. H. S. Nicholson.
Context: p>I buoyed me on the wings of dream,
Above the world of sense;
I set my thought to sound the scheme,
And fathom the Immense;
I tuned my spirit as a lute
To catch wind-music wandering mute.Yet came there never voice nor sign;
But through my being stole
Sense of a Universe divine,
And knowledge of a soul
Perfected in the joy of things,
The star, the flower, the bird that sings.Nor I am more, nor less, than these;
All are one brotherhood;
I and all creatures, plants, and trees,
The living limbs of God;
And in an hour, as this, divine,
I feel the vast pulse throb in mine.</p
Richard Harris Barham (1788–1845) British writer and priest
Poem: The Jackdaw of Rheims http://www.bartleby.com/246/108.html
Francis William Bourdillon (1852–1921) British poet
" The Chantry Of The Cherubim http://www.bartleby.com/236/219.html" in The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse (1917) by D. H. S. Nicholson. <br class="br">Context: p>I walk as one unclothed of flesh,<br>I wash my spirit clean;<br>I see old miracles afresh,<br>And wonders yet unseen.<br>I will not leave Thee till Thou give<br>Some word whereby my soul may live!I listened — but no voice I heard;<br>I looked — no likeness saw;<br>Slowly the joy of flower and bird<br>Did like a tide withdraw;<br>And in the heaven a silent star<br>Smiled on me, infinitely far.</p
Abraham Joshua Heschel (1907–1972) Polish-American Conservative Judaism Rabbi
"The Holy Dimension", p. 329
Moral Grandeur and Spiritual Audacity: Essays (1997)
Context: It seems as though we have arrived at a point in history, closest to the instincts and remotest from ideals, where the self stands like a wall between God and man. It is the period of a divine eclipse. We sail the seas, we count the stars, we split the atom, but never ask: Is there nothing but a dead universe and our reckless curiosity?
Primitive man's humble ear was alert to the inwardness of the world, while the modern man is presumptuous enough to claim that he has the sole monopoly over soul and spirit, that he is the only thing alive in the universe. … But there is a dawn of wonder and surprise in our souls, when the things that surround us suddenly slip off the triteness with which we have endowed them, and their strangeness opens like a gap between them and our mind, a gap that no words can fill. … What is the incense of self-esteem to him who tastes in all things the flavor of the utterly unknown, the fragrance of what is beyond our senses? There are neither skies nor oceans, neither birds nor trees — there are only signs of what can never be perceived. And all power and beauty are mere straws in the fire of a pure man's vision.
“And the flowers sing in D minor
And the birds fly happily.”
Kurt Cobain (1967–1994) American musician and artist
Spank Thru.
Song lyrics, B-sides and compilation tracks (1989-1993)
Julian (emperor) (331–363) Roman Emperor, philosopher and writer
This opinion is consistent with sound reason: if we consider the light that is without body, we shall perceive that of such light the source cannot be a body, but rather the simple action of a mind, which spreads itself by means of illumination as far as its proper seat; to which the middle region of the heavens is contiguous, from which place it shines forth with all its vigour and fills the heavenly orbs, illuminating at the same time the whole universe with its divine and pure radiance.
Upon the Sovereign Sun (362)
Terry Tempest Williams (1955) American writer
Source: When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice