"Shores of Silence"
by Pope John Paul II, from his book of poetry,
The Place Within.
at the door. You cannot fly there
like a bird. you must stop, look deeper,
still deeper, until nothing deflects the soul
from the deepmost deep ...
(Pope John Paul II)
a leaf released from the wind,
no longer anxious for the days that fall.
They must all fall, I know.
(Pope John Paul II)
oh, such beauty in the dying.
Perhpas this is what catches us off guard,
this year, every year:
so much beauty in the dying.
(-bz-)