Summons Unheeded: Poem from the Spiritual Exercises

February 15, 2015 — Leave a comment

SUMMONS UNHEEDED

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(La Alhambra de Granada)

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There is a palace high

You never dare to go.

Perhaps you wonder why

The answer comes out “no.”

*

It sits upon a hill

Whose name you can’t pronounce.

At daybreak you sit still

As voices there announce:

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“All drowsy souls, draw near:

Contained within’s a quest.

To face head on your fear,

You must arise from rest.

*

“A task you will receive

Should you knock at our door.

The mind cannot conceive

Exactly what’s in store!

*

“A few sand grains remain

Within the funnel clear,

So to you we proclaim

‘Make haste and gather here!'”

*

Each morning thus they call.

The message you heed not.

The leaves begin to fall.

Your soul begins to rot.

*

The echoes from above

Distant and faint they grow.

False peace not from the dove,

The only peace you know.

*

Though, much to your distress,

You contemplate the hike.

At times your lips confess,

“I wonder what it’s like.”

*

When below the tombstone,

The torment will not end.

The call you did not own

From my dear king and friend.

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