Is there a place here for the spirit? Is there time on this brief platform for anything other than mind's failure to explain itself? - R. S. Thomas

Imaginative truth is the most immediate way of presenting ultimate reality to a human being … ultimate reality is what we call God.

I had looked forward to old age as a time of quietness, a time to draw my horizons about me, to watch memories ripening in the sunlight of a walled garden. But there is the void over my head and the distance within that the tireless signals come from. And astronaut on impossible journeys to the far side of the self I return with messages I cannot decipher.

Was he balked by silence? He kneeled long, And saw love in a dark crown Of thorns blazing, and a winter tree Golden with fruit of a man's body.