It's called spiritual recycling. ;->
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Chokh Raj 
  To: [log in to unmask] 
  Sent: Wednesday, May 09, 2012 6:44 PM
  Subject: The Incarnation: What Was And Shall Always Be

        from GERONTION

        "In the juvescence of the year 
        //Came Christ the tiger."//    
        "In depraved May, dogwood and chestnut, flowering judas, 
        To be eaten, to be divided, to be drunk 
        Among whispers; by Mr. Silvero 
        With caressing hands, at Limoges 
        Who walked all night in the next room;         
        By Hakagawa, bowing among the Titians; 
        By Madame de Tornquist, in the dark room 
        Shifting the candles; Fraulein von Kulp 
        Who turned in the hall, one hand on the door. Vacant shuttles 
        Weave the wind. I have no ghosts,         
        An old man in a draughty house 
        Under a windy knob." 
        //"The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours."//


        The Absolute!