Nothing Is Enough

Nothing is enough.  After long silence.

Have we seen and understood enough yet ?

The crocuses trampled on to tell us

That a little boy has been hurt –

Another necessary death demanding response.

Have we heard enough of the refectory sounds ?

Day after day, the same re-echoed sounds ?

We have seen so much – too much ?

It crowds in upon our senses,

Distorting perception,

Making the balance between ‘objectivity’ and spontaneity

Almost impossible.

Too much insight can be dangerous.

Words become carefully controlled, measured –

Until the expression of truth

Becomes merely intellectualisation.

Irrationality is necessary too !

And regression is not always weakness,

Nor exaggeration dishonest.

Autumn 1967




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