| BkVII:1.II.6 | Like pure flowers you have come into the world to beautify the garden of the beloved. You know love. Your heart has been wounded. You have cried in the absence of beauty and holiness. You have tirelessly sought for love that would give you security in an insecure world. Against all odds you fought to follow your destiny, and not follow who others say you should be. Do you think all of this is by chance? You know otherwise. |