'...we come into being because we are loved and because we are meant to love others.'
Thomas Merton, Honorable Reader: Reflections on My Work
Deep inside
my silent room,
I gaze
at nothing,
as beyond the door
in trees glowing,
green and glistening,
birds sing, spring-
mad, mated,
passion-played!
The sun's rising
and cradling
Your risen
world,
I emerge.
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