The Holy Year

Less love? Less love! Less love
cannot be the answer, mon Jean
de la Croix (not to say mein
kleiner Johann Kreuzens), never
less but more and more: love
transfigured, love restored,
regenerating caritas, some
vivified amor. Less love! you say!

Where grace is not can be no nature:
he is in all places,
he is at all times,
now in wrath
and now in mercy,
never in dilution
or diminution,
and always in grace, for

where grace is not can be no nature.
Cruciform earth, shaped in love,
that sea-green sphere of fire,
poised in air without
foundation. Wo und wer
ist sicher Grund? Der HERR.
Where grace is not can be no nature.