The beauty of Cosanti and Arcosanti out in Arizona continue to unfold.
This outdoor workshop holds amazing talent, workmanship and possibility for
future environmentalism. This was tucked into my luggage and found yesterday.
I picked it up when there earlier this year.
The following inscription was carved into the student apse at Cosanti.
Done by J.J. Johnson, a silt pile participant in 1968 it reads:
SPIRIT
SPIRIT, CALL ME SON THAT I MAY SEEK MYSELF WITHOUT TIRING
DARKNESS, CALL ME BROTHER THAT I MAY NOT FEAR THAT WHICH I SEEK
LIGHT, CALL ME FRIEND THAT I BE NOT ASHAMED BY WHAT I FIND
DEATH, CALL ME GENTLY THAT I MAY ENJOY WHAT I HAVE BEEN.
♥
Namastè,
Patricia
3 comments:
Such a beautiful poem! Thanks so much for sharing. Words to live by.
Geri
My mother-in-law was at Arconsanti, shortly before her death. We found, in an old album, this poem. Evidently it really struck her soul. I am desperately trying to do any research on this possible but, other than your blog, am turning up a dead end. Can you give me any more information since you saw it first hand? Thank you. Robin
Robin,
I just updated my long lost blog with a photo of the poem at Cosanti. I hope this fills in the gaps. If you ever get to go there, please do. It's a beautiful place.
Pat
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