And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you I will show you fear in a handful of dust

Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, Will not stay still.

The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is Incarnation.

If one has to earn a living, therefore, the safest occupation is that most remote from the arts.

The purpose of a Christian education would not be merely to make men and women pious Christians: a system which aimed too rigidly at this end alone would become only obscurantist. A Christian education must primarily teach people to be able to think in Christian categories.

It seems just possible that a poem might happen to a very young man: but a poem is not poetry -That is a life.

So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.