I hear you whispering, my God
In the beauty of roses
And the harmony of colors
In sound; in silence
And in the melody of tunes

Let me surrender everything
I call on you, and I meet you
I realize my being that is in you
You are the near, you are the beloved
You are closer to my being than I


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Words that are deeper than their utterance

I'm throwing my theology books out in the trash. Who needs them :)