As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
I just discovered this poem today, and I have undertaken to set it to music.
Ever since my first reading of this tribute to George Herbert I have cherished it as it is, but I wish I could have asked Denise Levertov whether she would agree that two more words of her final line would convey an even deeper meaning. She writes “no effort earns” and I would ask her to consider a parenthesis “or loses” that all-surrounding grace.
All the metaphors operate in the same direction. If you wish to achieve grace, the message is don’t try. Be open and willing. It is like a surgeon keeping his hand still by not trying to keep it still.