Sunday, January 13, 2019

"... the long light after time."

Neil Gaiman reads Ursula K. Le Guin's ode to timelessness to his 100-year-old cousin from Maria Popova on Vimeo.

by Ursula K. Le Guin
In the vast abyss before time, self
is not, and soul commingles
with mist, and rock, and light. In time,
soul brings the misty self to be.
Then slow time hardens self to stone
while ever lightening the soul,
till soul can loose its hold of self
and both are free and can return
to vastness and dissolve in light,
the long light after time.

1 comment:

ellen abbott said...

I love Neil Gaiman. and this has nothing to do with this post but I meant to respond to your comment on the picture of Autumn and I you commented on. my mother's family traces through Virginia to Tennessee to Texas. my father's family we can only go back as far as the Civil War and then it's all dead ends. it's possible we could have family in common I suppose. I look very much like my maternal aunt.