The Dreamer

Said the Dreamer to the Darkness

“I am not afraid”.

For by the night I can see a horizon light years and beyond.
Said the Darkness to the Morning Light

“Welcome”.

Knowing a dream is only a dream until it is seen by the light.
Said the Morning Light to the Dreamer

“Wake up,

We have work to do.”
Andrew Norton

November 2017

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Threshold

Threshold

The keen east wind
funnels
between the weathered barn doors
over the threshold,
where the chaff and the wheat
have been separated
by threshing
and a
cleansing wind.

Today the same wind
funnels
between these ancient doors,
and looking westwards
you cross over the threshold,
where chaff and wheat
are separated
by threshing
and a
cleansing wind.

Bread for the journey
that lies ahead.

 

Andrew Norton

October 2017

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Turn to wonder

Turn to wonder

When
the going gets
tough
turn to
wonder;
a crack that
catches
the light
by
a
sideways glance,
invading
the darkness of
questions
that only make
sense
from the
other side.

Wonder,
like the burning bush
frees you
from
all
names
spoken
over
you.

 

Wonder,
like sky,
once held
every
drop
that became
an ocean,
a well
to quench
the deepest of
thirst.

Wonders
weight
turning gravity
into
gravitas
of heart,
mind
&
soul.

Andrew Norton
August 2017

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Thinking of you

I was thinking of you

as I walked the line between tides,
listening to the sea and the land clap hands,
watching the the rise and fall of the oceans breath,
and feeling the sand between my toes.

This is my prayer for you.
May you forever clap with two hands
each dissolving one into the other with the sound of joy.
May your breath rise and fall with the rhythm of life.
May you write love letters in the sand
made new every day.

I was thinking of you
when I lifted my eyes to the hills.
Forever the same yet never before seen just like this,
a thin place with no boundary between heaven and earth,
where help comes in the clouds and sun kissed rays.

May you pray,
but only as you know you are being prayed for
by this extravagant gift of grace.
May your eyes be lifted up
and your souls made new
as you walk upon this sacred ground.

 

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I showed God my plans

I showed God my plans

and God smiled ear to ear,
as if being presented 
with a child’s first poem.

I showed God my plans
and God wept, 
knowing the precious under pressure 
is fragile and easily breaks.

I showed God my plans
and God asked some questions,
wanting to save me from myself 
yet enjoying my imagination.

I showed God my plans 
and God laughed,
knowing that no plan 
ever survives its paper.

I showed God my plans
and we danced 
them off the page 
and into a world in waiting.

And one day,
when I was ready,
I asked for God’s plan.
There were no instructions
but a canvass,
an artist still at work,
a smile of delight,
tears, 
laughter, 
questions, 
an imagination 
and a dance.

 

 

andrew norton

New Year’s Day 2014

 

 

 

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First light

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Before the first light of morning,
when only street lights notice,
a world in waiting

wakes,
as darkness is bent
towards the light,
shadows go indoors
for fear of being seen.

As one set of blinds open
another closes
like sun shades,
this fierce yet healing light

splinters,
reach deep into the souls shadows,
terrifying and comforting
the one who is afraid.

And now between worlds
of light and darkness,
a gracious invitation

comes,
to be the one you were
from the beginning,
when seen in the first light.
Naked
and unashamed.

Andrew Norton
Dec 2013

 

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The invitation

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Come with me and stand before the dawn,

let us be still,
without words
and wait,
wrapped in the blanket of darkness
within and without.

Watch with me
as sun splinters break into our worlds,
to see and to be seen,
never giving ourselves in total to the light,
but residing in the threshold of shadows
to protect this precious gift.

The invitation of this day comes
through the mist across the vast sea
ensuring the mystery of our adventure,
the known and the unknown,
consummated through our eyes,
a revelation, a constant re-veiling,
for to see fully would be not to see at all
as it is in the familiar of things that we lose our sight.

From this dawning may we awaken
tired eyes blinded by the ordinary
and welcome the wonder of this new day.

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