( from a Kierkegaardan lens )
Despair is not the absence of God,
but the sickness of forgetting Him.
It gnaws like a worm in the marrow,
a silence that mocks the soul’s own echo.
Yet faith is no easy balm,
no gentle cradle for the weary.
It is a cliff’s edge,
a trembling step into the abyss,
where reason falters,
and only trust can bear the weight.
O Christ, Eternal Paradox—
You who are both Infinite and Infant,
You who are both Judge and Redeemer—
teach me to fall into You.
For the world offers scaffolds of sand,
and the self builds prisons of pride,
but You alone are the groundless ground,
the abyss that holds,
the darkness that shines,
the silence that sings.
So I leap—
not because I see,
but because I am seen.
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A poetic expression
A poetic expression expounding on Kierkegaardan thought.
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