Pursuit

The Lord travels in all directions.
The Lord arrives from all directions at once.
Wherever we are, we find that He has just departed.
Wherever we go, we discover that He has just arrived before us.

Thomas Merton, No Man Is An Island

I try to catch you,
sideglancing
facing forward to see
your heels flashing fire
in the shimmering red sea.

I gaze into night,
desiring sight
of your dancing eyes.

I whisper, I sigh,
but you elude,
ahead always,
always behind.

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