The Kingdom of God has Always Been with Me

An Acknowledgment to Ezra Sullivan, O.P. By John Gregory Evans Poet & Observer of the Interior Life A Perspective of Ezra Sullivan’s Seek First the Kingdom: A Reply to Germain Grisez’s Account of Man’s Ultimate End They [separated souls who die in Christ] see the divine essence with an intuitive vision and even face toContinue reading “The Kingdom of God has Always Been with Me”

A Deep, Spiritual Silence Colored a Reddish Orange

John G. Evans 2/25/2020 2:41:36 AM Alone, with nothing to shield me but the darkness. A deep, spiritual silence. Vulnerable. Nothing to hide me but the depths of an interior prayer. I am in a solitary moment of depth within myself.  Gutted so deeply I hear the voice of my heart. This imploration for aContinue reading “A Deep, Spiritual Silence Colored a Reddish Orange”

Gateway

We shall all come to know a ‘dark night’ of our souls. The path to esoterica illumination originates by the divine will of God as well as cooperation of the soul. Is there an Omega Point of God and human soul we may call thin places, and is this what Pierre Teilhard de Chardin wasContinue reading “Gateway”

Morning Tea brings a Rejoiceful Sound of Liberation

John G Evans c 2019 A tall glass of flavorful tea, memories of mine have always enriched me, made me stronger in the early morning, almost fall-like breeze. A few notes from I Am: The Tiny Mustard Seed: So, where is home? Home is where the dust cries in a foreign land, as we allContinue reading “Morning Tea brings a Rejoiceful Sound of Liberation”

This Present Moment –

John G Evans c 2019 A Measure of Peace to Live Within This Present Moment – Ancestral shadows lay at my heels ready to strike in an instant though for a moment have held their peace. Granted, the love remains within a charitable heart. I am here. You are here. Let us come to knowContinue reading “This Present Moment –”

Words & Steely Knives

My Life Turned Around: Words and Steely Knives Have you heard: “And they will defile My secret place; For robbers shall enter it and defile it.”                                                                                                                         Ezekiel 7: 22 These steely knives meant to slice through the anger of the spoken word, vehement by nature as on a cutting board of hardened bamboo andContinue reading “Words & Steely Knives”

A Black Man Once Told Me

John Gregory Evans © 2019 It remains not mine to say whether I would pity a colorful word of verb and noun, or, from where it may come, or the color of its skin, for I have seen the Lord, and, know him to be of spirit not acquainted with such superficialities. I believe inContinue reading “A Black Man Once Told Me”

Silver Love Under a Crescent Moon

O love! This contented night of a crescent moon lie sweetly b’ neath a drunken sky, and your hips of round succumb to the dark, the burn of love persuades me to dance naked with imparted lips, the slaughter of my soul…and finger-tips. The tilt of your head as the burn rushes through, the saltedContinue reading “Silver Love Under a Crescent Moon”

Villanelle of the Eastern Pond

John G Evans © 2019 Arise, dear child! Walk due East: I have come to greet you, Behold! Our open hearts shall meet. This eastern pond, My masterpiece I’ve spoken words here, created, anew Arise, dear child! Embrace this peace. Through wood, and hill I shall guide your feet Envision this pond filled with morningContinue reading “Villanelle of the Eastern Pond”

Silence: My Love

Silence, O silence, where has your mystery of union left me? In this midst of an enigmatic cloud of unknowing I search myself, touching, reaching, pulling, always stirring away at my dreams, for who, but I? Am I not in this hypostatic union with the Lover of loves? Why, never has there been a loveContinue reading “Silence: My Love”