| BkVI:12.III.8 | Oh, divine reality! Holy love that no eye saw and no ear heard, a face that can be seen only in the absence of images. Only in the perpetual silence of the heart do you remain incorruptible and inviolable. Oh holy purity of being! No one can ever stain your beauty. You live in the waters of life where not even dust can fall. You are all beauty. You are endless sweetness. Angels fall in love with you. In you the saints take refuge. Those who seek the truth await you. |