Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Hesychasm.

Shouting of the hesychast
in silence; he contemplates,
Shut the doors, douse the
flames; against those
he segregates.

Mind in heart and heart
to the essence,
Yearning, burning; deep
inner presence.

Nous in full swing, dying
unto the wordless,
Nameless, stillness, in
utter progress, yet
regress.

Internal praying ceaseless
in void of the one,
Praising voiceless on high,
humble under the
sun...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
10/02/2013

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