My loveis like the grasseshidden in the deep mountain:though its abundance increases,nobody knows.
Creator, grant me the grace to long for You and not my illusions of You,
to know You as love's questions rather than as binding answers.
to rest in the hope of what I do not understand about You,
and to be forever willing to give up what I know about You in order to seek You afresh.
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