I know that I am on a bit of a MacNeice trip at the moment but feel that the following short poem sums up nicely much of my spiritual experience:
Elephant Trunk
Descending out of the grey
Clouds elephant trunk
Twitches away
Hat;
THAT
Was not what I expected,
A
Misdirected
Joke it seemed to me;
'What about a levitation?' I had said,
Preening head for halo,
All alert, combed, sanctified,
I thank Thee, Lord, I am not like other men
WHEN
Descending out of the grey
Clouds elephant trunk....
(and so ad nauseum)
I'm glad that I've found this poem after first hearing at school 62 years ago. I feel so lucky to have had an English master with a sense of humour.
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