It is all about the heart in the end;
the longing,
seeking,
our fears and hopes,
are in truth
centered in the heart,
which in spite of its narcissism
is called to grow
into infinity.
Hidden in darkness
grace does it’s silent work
not allowing rest
such is the hearts gnawing,
an unending arid region
seeking to slack it thirst,
yet in the end
it is made for what is infinite.
A love,
That would shatter the universe
if felt.
Br. Mark Dohle, OCSO
Holy Spirit Monastery
