Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
The Ledge of Lightby Jessica PowersI have climbed up out of a narrow darknesson to a ledge of light.I am of God; I was not made for night.Here there is room to lift my arms and sing.Oh, God is vast! With Him all space can cometo hole or corner or cubiculum.Though once I prayed, “O closed Hand holding me…”I know Love, not a vise. I see aright,set free in morning on this ledge of light.Yet not all truth I see. Since I am notyet one of God’s partakers,I visualize Him now: a thousand acres.God is a thousand acres to me nowof high sweet-smelling April and the flowof windy light across a wide plateau.Ah, but when love grows unitive I knowjoy will upsoar, my heart sing, far more free,
having come home to God’s infinity.
Source: “The Ledge of Light” from The Selected Poetry of Jessica Powers, edited by Regina Siegfried and Robert F. Morneau. Kansas City, MO: Sheed & Ward, 1989. Found on the Education for Justice website.
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