Elegy of a Cadaver

'You, the bridge builder,
will you lay me down
a causeway between us
over the gulf I have come
to? What depths such as
the soul's, with yourself
always on the far
side? I have seen
my prayers fall one by one
into that chasm, and faith
was a plank too narrow
for me to tread. Walking
time's sea I have faltered
like Peter, unable
to believe you had arms
to sustain me. And now
the old stories are
done. There is no saviour
walking the waves. Matter
has become the physicist's
myth. Vertigo
is but the mind reeling
momentarily before its own
space. There is only
your voice now summoning
within interstices
of the machine not the flesh
but the spirit to launch
itself forth over the verbal deeps.'

("Space Walking" - R.S. Thomas, 1913-2000)

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Featuring Yon