Saturday, May 17, 2014

The Sight

The Sight of Him, which left my heart bleeding, hath filled, in His absence, my vision with unimaginable poverty as I now gaze upon the grandeur of earth’s celebrated cloak. I see no longer any depth to the sea nor dizzying height to mountain peaks for now all that remains is created beauty when all that my heart needs is the uncreated beauty, which is Him whom my eyes have graciously seen.

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