There are caves hidden within each man,
very deep caves, which have been carved into the stone of his soul
as the water carves when it hits the cliff at shore’s edge.

When the waves roll in they crash through these hidden channels, filling them up with rushing motion.

Sometimes two opposing currents meet in such a way that they send gigantic crashing flumes soaring into the air, in a seeming act of violence which nevertheless is very beautiful.

When two great currents collide in your soul, causing turmoil and even great upwellings, be as the man on the shore, reverently watching these explosions.

Breathe compassion into the darkened tunnels of your soul, and watch, watch gently as the flumes arise, for they would not be so beautiful were they not created by something so deep.