"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

New Growth From Ancient Roots


Late have I loved you, beauty ever ancient yet ever new!
Late have I loved you!
You were within me but I was outside.
There I sought you, as I rushed about among the beautiful things you had made.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
The beautiful things of this world kept me far from you.
You called. You cried.
You burst through my deafness. You scattered my blindness.
I breathed your fragrance, and now I pine for you.
I tasted you, and I hunger and thirst for you.
You touched me, and I burn with desire for you .

Confessions, St Augustine of Hippo


Picture taken outside the Seminary chapel, Fort Cochin.

2 responses

  1. Dwelling with these thoughts of St. Augustine …

    October 25, 2011 at 12:01 am

    • His words have a freshness and immediacy that have lost nothing over the centuries…

      October 25, 2011 at 7:37 am

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