Different Takes on Different Years on Faith by the Spirit. I spent many summers on Oquaga Lake. My work was as a house piano player. This was at Scott’s Oquaga Lake House. A talkative spirit made itself known at the Lake House. It communicated by poetry.
- In the 1980’s it preferred quatrains in iambic pentameter. No rhyme was used. This poetry collection is called “The Book of Balance.”
- In the 1990s this spirit spoke in quatrains. Rhyme and triple meter were used. This poetic anthology is called “The Oquaga Spirit Speaks.” It is available as a product on DSOworks.com.
This post and one to follow will present poems on the subject of faith. One will be from each collection. Also, an internal link is immediately below. It offers background on the spirit. I think it is a female from the Lennie Lenape Tribe.
“Faith” – Different takes. Here is the earlier one of 1985
The wise know that the Sun shines behind the clouds.
Though the day be dark, they believe in light.
Knowing that clouds, no matter how thick, will disperse;
And clouds are only temporal; while the Sun endures.
Those without faith falter when the skies darken.
Seeing the heavens overcast, they forget the source.
And become despondent, thinking the day is done.
Their sight is stopped short by mere fluffy veils.
Those unfortunates scoff at the utopian belief in faith.
For them the vapor of clouds is more real than the divine.
And if there is no overcast, they’ll sow the seeds of rain;
Making reality confirm to the clouds in their heads.
Clouds are but thin impostors above us.
A mask to fool those of little faith.
For even in the thick of a full-fledged storm.
The eternal source of happiness is somewhere shining.
Faith requires the patience to out wait the darkness.
The fury of winds, rain and hail combined
Often come to test the tenacity of man.
But in the face of faith, the storm will fade.