Dimensions
How wide –
Encompassing the earth’s vast circle
scarred yet shining, reaching further
than these nails, from east to west,
wider that the earth’s whole orbit,
wider than the girth of sun,
than solar systems, galaxies –
How long –
Spanning further than the years,
the length of time, the age of sun,
longer than the distance from
His perfect light to our darkness,
no length too far, no distance out
of His love’s stride towards us –
How high –
From deepest depths to heaven’s heights,
further than the sky can tell,
than telescope can reach or gaze,
than every leap of intellect,
higher than the astronaut,
than gravity-defying leaps,
higher than our fears can rise,
than Helium, than Mercury –
How deep –
Plumbing the twilight zone, abyss,
the land of untold darkness where
our heavy spirits all must sink,
deeper than the weighty grave,
the downwards pull of everything,
deeper than our eyes can fathom,
deeper than the spear can pierce,
than apple-fall, than three-day’s-tomb,
deeper than proud Adam fell,
deeper than our sin.
To know this love –
Surpassing all
the heights, the depths, the width, the length,
of all our finest knowledge, and
filling every cavity,
consuming all our entropy,
every way we look and fall –
love beyond it all.
The Consolations of Writing 