“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is, But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards, Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.”
~ T.S. Eliot, from Burnt Norton, Four Quartets
At the 2018 SAND Conference, David Ellzey physically and wordlessly tells the story that resolves the seeming paradox of being both human and transcendent.
Sometimes a wild god comes to the table. He is awkward and does not know the ways
What a kindness she showers upon me, not letting me skip any steps, or leave not even one stone unturned.
We never value or even see some things in our lives until we are just about to lose them.
You wear your silence as a black silk gown, woven infinitesimal, every thread a letter of your lover's name.
Often in our world of mass-produced goods and machine-like cities, we strive for perfection,
We live our lives of human passions, cruelties, dreams, concepts, crimes and the exercise of virtue in and beside a world devoid of our preoccupations...
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.
All will come again into its strength: the fields undivided, the waters undammed,
Silent and serene, forgetting words, bright clarity appears before you.
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