3:33:33

the moment of a thought

of some stirring of wonder

of images of a world cut

sliced by forces both bad and good

both in whatever directions they take

to heal the illness of the human snake

of us pretenders of the best of most

hankered down with tortures in mind

laying in us as if some illness or bomb

some good Friday execution show

lifted on high as prelude to the ghost

we sit upon our stolen thrones

awaiting to be proclaimed a king 

*Who would want to drink at a dried-up spring?  In the spiritual order everything is spontaneity and beginning.

-Jean Sulivan

*Faith is not communicated by means  of doctrine only, but in spite of and apart from it, to everyone who believes that something opens up beyond human experience.

-Jean Sulivan