The new man lives in a world that is always being created and renewed.
He lives in this realm of renewal and creation. He lives in life.
Thomas Merton
ancient lake
spirit of
glacier,
waves recede
and the bones of fish
swim
to summer
shallows.
day follows day;
sharp edges
blunt
to anger,
to blue
sky
until arise
souls, smooth
and wise.
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