The Abyss Of The Soul Poem by Steven Federle
The Abyss Of The Soul
When night rushes in
and tightly presses
my fading eyes
and even the faithful wind
fails,
with breathless prayer
I will call you.
Your strong hand
will catch me as I fall
beyond my failures
beyond the
brutality
of my will,
down to my truest solitude
to the abyss
of the soul.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
'The truest solitude is not something outside you, it is an abyss opening up in the center of your own soul.' Thomas Merton
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