Here is the second part of a poem I wrote while staying in the Guest House in December. It was the weekend we had that heavy evening fog, followed by a beautiful morning frost. I have been invited for another Guest House retreat, so stay tuned for more writing inspired by the house and the gardens coming soon. Happy New Year to all!
In the Guest House (pt 2)
In an atmosphere of rest
It is easy to rest
In a place of reflection
It is easy to reflect
In a place of chaos,
or violence
distraction
or fear
anger or
anxiety
It is easy to become:
Chaotic, violent,
distracted or fearful;
angry or anxious—
We must strive to build places—
homes
schools
offices
parks
cafes
grocery stores
gardens—
That are:
peaceful, beautiful,
loving, compassionate,
joyful, thoughtful,
tranquil, or exciting,
elegant, rejuvenating…
But in times and places
that are not so
we must strive
to remember
to be peaceful, to be good,
to be joyful and confident
And
it can be helpful to remember
those havens of goodness
as we sojourn through
our days
and strive to build
a better world—
I often remember the gardens;
I will often remember this house.
—Matt Eighmy
