No mistake or crime is more horrible to God than those committed by power. Why? Because what is official is impersonal, and being impersonal is the greatest insult that can be paid to a person.
We pray: Thy will be done.
And yet he has no will.
He is eternal stillness.
I had grasped God’s garment in the void
but my hand slipped
on the rich silk of it.
… for though I claw at empty air and feel
nothing, no embrace,
I have not plummeted.
An excerpt from “Mass for the Day of St. Thomas Didymus” by Denise Levertov
Daniel Johnston: “Softly And Tenderly”
Louise Bourgeois Church
1998
Anne Carson
Little Bristling Soul 