Holy Groundby Ivan M. Granger
Original Language English
Let the vision
of the vastness
Pilgrims will come
the grand temple
that once stood,
made this empty plain
|-- from Real Thirst: Poetry of the Spiritual Journey, by Ivan M. Granger|
/ Photo by Mendhak /
Rather that bury this brief poem with lots of commentary, I thought I'd plant a few questions instead:
- Who or what is really left in ruins?
- Why are those ruins "glorious"?
- Why an "empty plain"? What is it that is empty?
- Most importantly, why is it that the ruins, the "wreck," make this holy ground, rather than some "grand temple"?
I wouldn't spend much time trying to answer these questions intellectually. Just let the questions simmer, and see what sort of answers naturally bubble up to the surface.