On the Mystery of Incarnation

I saw this on a friend’s Facebook wall yesterday and thought I would share it.

A poem by Denise Levertov: “On the Mystery of the Incarnation”

It’s when we face for a moment the worst our kind can do, and shudder to know the taint in our own selves, that awe cracks the mind’s shell and enters the heart: not to a flower, not to a dolphin, to no innocent form but to this creature vainly sure it and no other is god-like, God (out of compassion for our ugly failure to evolve) entrusts, as guest, as brother, the Word.

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