Touch

Even though we sit slightly a
Part of us
Is connected

Despite the closeness
Exceptions can be made
Releasing us from the need
(Must?); The honour we show in being
Inactive till our skin we choose to
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Peter Ould
25th August 2004

Posted in Poetry
  • Gayle

    I LoVe this poem……..

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Two Final Things

Aber mit der Heimat
geht man immer herum,
durch die Welt,
dort und dort
Peter Handke

No one could describe
the Word of the Father;
but when He took flesh from you, O Theotokos,
He consented to be described, and restored the fallen image to its former beauty.
We confess and proclaim our salvation in word and image.
Kontakion of the Triumph of Orthodoxy