“O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall
Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap
May who ne'er hung there.”
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Ah the mind has mountains
and cliffs too
and sometimes we fall
we fall
down into the dark valleys
plummeting into frightful places
unable to find something we can grasp
to stop our fearful slide
and yet in those deep places
when we have no place else to go
we find the genesis of our salvation
for in that place, our hand reaching high
we begin again our ascent
into the light
falling upward into grace
and into that new thing
the Sacred has in store
we cannot find this promised land
while hanging grimly to the cliffs
only release will allow us
to fall unto ascent
to die into new life
This is the Sacred paradox
which we must accept and live
other wise we hang
we hang above the abyss
and slowly die
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