Friday, August 13, 2010

Batter my heart

Surfing the blogosphere this morning I saw a familiar poem posted over at Titusonenine. When I lived in the dorms at Asbury Seminary a roommate of mine had this poem tacked up above his bed. I was impressed by its wisdom then and am still impressed by it today...

Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you

As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;

That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend

Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

I, like an usurp'd town to'another due,

Labor to'admit you, but oh, to no end;

Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,

But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue.

Yet dearly'I love you, and would be lov'd fain,

But am betroth'd unto your enemy;

Divorce me,'untie or break that knot again,

Take me to you, imprison me, for I,

Except you'enthrall me, never shall be free,

Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

-John Donne

1 comment:

Norah/Sharon said...

Could really spend some time on that one. And I think I will.