Beauty

+Seraphim‘s writing evokes a sense a beauty. Often he writes in a sort of prose poetry that helps me mediate on what he is saying. He’s been posting some beautiful pictures and poems, but I thought I’d encourage you to go read the link by reposting the following poem that he gave by David Athey.

THE RESURRECTION OF APRIL

In a small house on a small table, an easter egg. blue and green, and golden like the world, is broken. and consumed by a toddler it is her favorite taste of the sacrament of time. She knows that time is nothing unless it leads to the celebration of celebration, the innocent ecstasy that marks the calendar on which nothing is ever crossed out.

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