Saturday, October 3, 2015

The Inward Man

Day after day the outward man crumbles and breaks down, and the inward man is born and grows in wisdom and knowledge. Thomas Merton
swaying, slave
to the storm, I wait 
for the gale 
to drive me down, 
dismember me
scatter my shattered limbs 
across winter’s ground,
while deep inside
my cambrian core
life persists! 
I’ll survive. 
Beyond my limit
I will arise!

(28 March 2012)

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