You are above me, O God You are within. You are in all things yet contained by no thing. Teach me to seek You in all that has life, that I may see You as the Light of light. Teach me to search for You in my own depths that I may find You in every living soul.
The surfaces of the world are aesthetically uneven. You come around a bend in the road and the world suddenly falls open. When we come upon beautiful things... they act like small tears in the surface of the world that pull us through to some vaster space.
The surfaces of the world are aesthetically uneven. You come around a bend in the road and the world suddenly falls open. When we come upon beautiful things . . . they act like small tears in the surface of the world that pull us through to some vaster space.
