The darknessis the deepening shadowof your presence; the silence aprocess in the metabolismof the being of love. Laboratories of the Spirit (1975)
Life is not hurryingon to a receding future, nor hankering afteran imagined past. It is the turningaside like Moses to the miracleof the lit bush, to a brightnessthat seemed as transitory as your youthonce, but is the eternity that awaits you. Laboratories of the Spirit (1975)
Is there a placehere for the spirit? Is there timeon this brief platform for anythingother than mind's failure to explain itself? Frequencies (1978)
Was he balked by silence? He kneeled long,And saw love in a dark crownOf thorns blazing, and a winter treeGolden with fruit of a man's body. Song at the Year's Turning (1955)
She is young. Have I the rightEven to name her? Child,It is not love I offerYour quick limbs, your eyes;Only the barren homageOf an old man whom timeCrucifies. Pietá (1966)