Archive for October 2nd, 2006
Where the Echoes Stop
by Erwin Raphael McManus
I want to stand where the echoes stop.
Far past where sound has abandoned thought.
Where silence reigns over redundancy.
Where once well said is more than enough.
I want to stand where the echoes stop.
Where words must be born to be heard.
Where speech is a gift and not a curse.
Where there is more of the […]
Published by the tattooed poet on October 2nd, 2006 tagged Integrity, Spiritual Formation, Mystical | Comment now »
After Prayers, Lie Cold by CS Lewis
Arise my body, my small body, we have striven
Enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven.
Arise small body, puppet-like and pale, and go,
White as the bed-clothes into bed, and cold as snow,
Undress with small, cold fingers and put out the light,
And be alone, hush’d mortal, in the sacred night,
-A meadow whipt flat with the rain, […]