Reader (15)
Now let us return to our beautiful and delightful castle and see how we can enter it. . . . But you must understand that there are many ways of “being” in a place. Many souls remain in the outer court of the castle, which is the place occupied by the guards; they . . . have no idea what there is in that wonderful place, or who dwells in it . . .
SAINT TERESA OF AVILA
Interior Castle
Ah! The omen for staying here is not easy on things with souls.
A slave passes a late evening;
A slave doesn’t stay long among you.
He has become the jujube, one long mound of dirt.
Jujubes have become the hero’s portal.
The tree of life has become the covering for his nakedness.
SEYDOU CAMARA
Kambili (translated by Charles S. Bird et. al.)