From this depth—I came only to draw water in a jug—so long ago, this brightness still clings to my eyes—the perception I found, and so much empty space, my own, reflected in the well.
Yet it is good. I can never take all of you into me. Stay then as a mirror in the well. Leaves and flowers remain, and each astonished gaze brings them down to my eyes transfixed more by light than by sorrow.
by Karol Wojtyla (Pope John Paul II)
from Praying the Gospels through Poetry: Lent to Easter by Peggy Rosenthal (Cincinnati, Ohio: St. Anthony Messenger Press, 2002.) p. 25
hermionesviolin) wrote, 