Tuesday, April 08, 2008

the realm unknown


"Yet hints come to me from the realm unknown;
Airs drift across the twilight border land,
Odoured with life; and as from some far strand
Sea-murmured, whispers to my heart are blown
That fill me with a joy I cannot speak,
Yea, from whose shadow words drop faint and weak:
Thee, God, I shadow in that region grand."

-George MacDonald
1824-1905
(mentor to CS Lewis)

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