There are three conditions which often look alike
Yet differ completely, flourish in the same hedgerow:
Attachment to self and to things and to persons, detachment
From self and from things and from persons; and, growing between them, indifference
Which resembles the others as death resembles life,
Being between two lives—unflowering, between
The live and the dead nettle. This is the use of memory:
Reality was is and will be, here there everywhere
Not contained, in recalling we re-create and create anew
In imagining we seed now and next from this moment
But being neither waits nor remembers, being is now and forever
Amen. He turned from the light, though the light remained as bright
And proclaimed aloud: Blessed be God: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
To which the people responded as they had been taught
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