Photo: Apple Tree in Spring, Steven Federle
To find love I must enter into
the sanctuary where it is hidden, which is the mystery of God.
Thomas Merton, New Seeds
of Contemplation:
Deep in the tangle of
branch and leaf
I move to the core, to
the dark shaft
that draws life up from
the muddy ground
to blooms sprung to
being
by the ascendant sun,
open, imbibing morning
light
like new wine, drunk
with love.
Here I seek You
in Your green sanctuary,
hiding, gleeful,
anxious to be found.
(14 May 2012)
