After the Massacre


“The real point of the contemplative life has always been a deepening of faith so that our union with God is experienced.” Thomas Merton

Close to the ground
there is darkness.

Deep shadows
fill the spaces,
trunk to trunk.

They cling,
spread wide roots,
hold on,
the savage pull
of night;

but higher geese
shout praise
as brightness lifts
their strong wings.

Trees nod,
and raise high branches
to faithful God,

positive flame
making bright
hidden day.


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