Abscissa of the Soul
Thomas Merton, The New Man
Go beyond
the surface
of things,
deeper
than thin soil
fecund
in the rain,
but dried to dust
by the summer wind.
Dive head first
into the darkness;
have faith
that someone
will catch you,
that you will
spash into
a warm sea,
that a strong hand
will reach out
and save
your life.
If you wait
for proof
you will find only
a solid stone
at your core.
Death
is like that...
facts dash
your brains,
bring you
to the edge
of nothing.
But faith
will lift you
beyond
your limitations,
will bear you up
on golden wings,
make of you
the Royal Ordinate
of time and space
and you will dance
to the music
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poem by Steven Federle
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