Emergency (excerpt) - R.S. Thomas
It begins to appear this is not what prayer is about. It is the annihilation of difference, the consciousness of myself in you, of you in me...I begin to recognize you anew, God of form and number. There are questions we are the solution to, others whose echoes we must expand to contain. Circular is our way in. It leads not backward to the snake-haunted garden, but onward to the tall city of glass that is the laboratory of the spirit.