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# Of Holy Indolence, the End of All Life
- URL: https://mereorthodoxy.com/of-holy-indolence-the-end-of-all-life/
- Published: 2026-04-10T11:00:00.000Z
- Updated: 2026-05-18T14:30:45.000Z
- Description: To open our hands and not ask why is sometimes one of the best things we can do.
- Author: Mere Orthodoxy
- Tags: Paul J. Pastor, Poetry, Journal, Winter 2026

There is the plum tree snowing on the grass.  
There is the road that leads up to the pass.  
Now I will brightly think, and take my rest.  
I will turn pink and sink into the West.

There is the bridge that spans the little creek.  
There is the coffee mug I dropped last week.  
I will give names to the marauding snail.  
I will let spiders nest upon the mail.

There is a hymn within the thrush’s moan.  
There is a worm that curled and died alone.  
I will try not to be a thing that kills.  
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills.

There is a prophet curled below the rose.  
There is the Devil with his hunting nose.  
I will open my hands, and not ask why.  
I will turn bright and sink into the sky.