05.17.2014

Praisemouth

Mouth that creates itself, only to be given to another, momently.

A stubborn suffering, means to a voice meant to praise.

Light, encountered from its own high vantage,

a vantage that believes now in me as I

fail, necessarily, to overcome the spoken rosary

intention makes of words.

                                                        In Buber’s version: There is nothing that is

evil in itself; every passion can become a virtue, every

inclination a ‘vehicle of God.’ It is not the matter of the

act that is decisive but its sanctification.

Spring wind hands cloud shadows across the pasture.

Wes Benson (© 2014)