The soul of man must quicken to creation.
Out of the formless stone, when the artist united himself with stone,

Spring always new forms of life, from the soul of man
that is joined to the soul of stone;
Out of the meaningless practical shapes of all that is living or lifeless
Joined with the artist’s eye, new life, new form, new
colour.

Now you shall see the Temple completed:
After much striving, after many obstacles;
For the work of creation is never without travail;
The formed stone, the visible crucifix,
The dressed altar, the lifting light,

Light

Light
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.”


From Choruses from the Rock

TS Eliot

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