Remembering Philip Church & Mattie Stepanek
Thank you Jeni Smith Stepanek for reposting this poem
Dedicated to Poet Mattie J. T. Stepanek
PHILIP KENT CHURCH
There’s a wondrous place, when seen in context,
Which exists and then passes, before the speaking of a word,
It lies just beyond what’s occurred, and what happens next,
And if one listens carefully – it’s where ‘heartsongs’ are heard.
The notions of past and future are merely what we insist,
Both the last moment and the next are beyond our affect,
The truth is, this moment is the only time we actually exist.
And only have the here and now where we can have effect.
Vain-glorious pursuits can become so self-defeating.
When a heart’s songs are recorded, be wise as sages,
Bearing in mind - both riches and fame are fleeting.
Heartsongs must be inscribed to stand the test of ages.
Be still and listen in your heart for the echo from above,
Listening close in a peaceful moment of no fear or panic,
You can hear the heartsongs - recognized for their love,
And join the ranks of ‘peace-makers’ –
Like MATTIE STEPANEK!