Sets free
the song of everlasting glory
That now
sleeps, in your paper flesh, like dynamite.
--Thomas Merton, “The Victory."
To the Father through the features of men’s faces.
--Gerard Manley Hopkins, “As Kingfishers Catch Fire”
--Thomas Merton, “The Victory."
For Christ plays
in ten thousand places
Lovely in
limbs, and lovely in eyes not hisTo the Father through the features of men’s faces.
--Gerard Manley Hopkins, “As Kingfishers Catch Fire”
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