Where Every Depth Becomes a Dawn
Where Every Depth Becomes a Dawn Come away from the shore where language has built its final house. Lay down the measuring rope, the map, the little cup with which you hoped to carry the Infinite home. The Ocean is calling. Dive. At first, the water is blue beyond every earthly blue— the blue hidden beneath sapphire, the blue remembered by the sky before the first morning. But this is only the entrance. Here, every drop is a Name God has never spoken twice. Every molecule is a secret way the Infinite is beautiful— not a fragment broken from Divine Wholeness, but Wholeness turning one unrepeatable face toward the astonished soul. One molecule contains the tenderness by which winter loosens its hands from the seed. Another contains the strength that holds the stars in their courses without bruising a single beam of light. Another contains a joy no creature has yet possessed the senses to feel. Another holds the hidden color from which all rainbows are...