"Remember how the naked soul
Comes to language and at once knows
Loss and distance and believing"

Note excerpt: W.S Merwin

Finally free to converge and confess,
The Love I digress to take or leave,
In my own way and form I think,
For today was lost sadly to a planet,
Eating trecherous meals,
Lonely nights awake fighting,
Illicit mentions,

Forms of being so lost to idea's and
Trusts so real it will cost everything,
Ideas and decisions left untraceable

For I am a cold thought of you,
Before you were as I was
Lost and afraid


We may come to love knowledge our knowledge more than the thing known

Theologia Germanica

From C.S Lewis Weight of Glory