Wednesday, May 19, 2010

HEAVEN'S BOTTOM RUNG

A 2006 "Sabbaths" poem of Wendell Berry from his collection "Leavings"

If there are a "chosen few"
then I am not one of them,
if an "elect" well then
I have not been elected.
I am one who is knocking
at the door. I am one whose foot
is on the bottom rung.
But I know that Heaven's
bottom rung is Heaven
though the ladder is standing
on the earth where I work
by day and at night sleep
with my head upon a stone.

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