The enterprise is exploration into God
From "A sleep of prisoners" by Christopher Fry
The human heart can go the lengths of God.
Dark and cold we may be,
but this Is no winter now.
The frozen misery of centuries breaks,
cracks, begins to move;
The thunder is the thunder of the floes,
The thaw, the flood, the upstart Spring.
Thank God our time is now
when wrong Comes up to face us till we take
The longest stride of soul men ever took.
Affairs are now soul size.
The enterprise is exploration into God.
Where are you making for?
It takes so many thousand years to wake,
But will you wake for pity's sake!
by Christopher Fry
Christopher Fry, "A Sleep of Prisoners"
(New York: Oxford Univeristy Press, 1951)
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