poetry post: Christian Wiman

INTO THE INSTANT’S BLISS

Into the instant’s bliss never came one soul
Whose soul was not possessed by Christ,
Even in the eons Christ was not.

And still: some who cry the name of Christ
Live more remote from love
Than some who cry to a void they cannot name.

                                                                                   -after Dante

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