In the glare of neon times,
Let our eyes not
be worn
By surfaces that
shine
With hunger made
attractive.
That our thoughts
may be true light,
Finding their way
into words
Which have the
weight of shadow
To hold the layers
of truth.
That we never
place our trust
In minds claimed
by empty light,
Where one-sided
certainties
Are driven by
false desire.
When we look into
the heart,
May our eyes have
the kindness
And reverence of
candlelight.
That the searching
of our minds
Be equal to the
oblique
Crevices and
corners where
The mystery
continues to dwell,
glimmering in
fugitive light.
--John O’Donohue, For Light
from his book To Bless the Space Between Us (2017)
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