Saturday, June 06, 2009


One step is taken,
One step after another,
We, ourselves, in the Other.

This journey is not short,
Nor is it endless.
This journey depends on—
It depends on love.

His face is ever before us—
Before us He stands.
His face shines in the Other,
In the Other with outstretched hands.

This road is not easy—
Ease is not its reason.
This road depends on—
It depends on love.

Love is rarely easy—
It requires hope...
It requires faith...

It requires a ready model...
It requires a heart completely stretched...
It requires a heart poured out in love.

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