by Freeyad Ibrahim
There are men who dig for gold
The bishop of Digne dug for compassion
Poverty was his goldmine
The universality of suffering
A reason for the universality of charity
‘Love one another, '
To him everything was contained in those words
Hid whole doctrine
And he asked no more
A senator has once said to him
"You see what the world is like,
Everyone at war with every other
And victory to the strongest
Your ‘Love one another' is pure folly.'
‘Well, if it is folly, ' said the bishop without disputing the matter,
‘Then the soul must enclose itself within it like the pearl in the oyster.'
Which is what he did.
He enclosed himself in that folly
And was wholly content to do so
Putting aside the huge questions that fascinate and terrify
the endless vistas of abstraction!
FRYAD HUGO
Writer, Author
The Netherlands
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