A Still Point

Forgive us, we who would bring
what is alive to a still point
where it can no longer
go on living mindlessly.
That part of life which hasn’t must
throw up that which has
with a sure touch.
The only labor is just to watch
as the long breath
of something perfect unfolds.

Jim Klein

Author: redwheelbarrowpoets

Red Wheel Barrow poets of Rutherford, NJ, home of Pulitzer-prize winning poet William Carlos Williams.