“We do not detach ourselves from things in order to attach ourselves to God, but rather we become detached from ourselves in order to see and use all things in and for God.” Thomas Merton

I live between two worlds.

On this substantial earth
senses stir in morning wind
eyes liven in golden light
the noonday sun flares,
arms, legs, back brushed with fire,
fevered brow, I hear clanging bells
the blare of trains, elephantine
motion, sure and steady
over the ungiving ground.

How shall I detach
from this panoply, this
pulsing world,
swirl of all-

when I pause
and look into your eyes,
your silence undoes me.

My soul twitches and sinks,
blissful, drowning fish
into the mystical
ink of your


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