"The Love of God, unknowable, but perfect, Answers to an asking soul As light emblazons a brightening surface. Patient in the fire, we are vessels newly found The hollow life we cease to own Is graced and lucid, poured from Her hand. When our love turns overflowing, but is one The more of Love our image shows, Being mirrors that reflect each other and the sun." After Dante Alighieri The Divine Comedy Purgatorio Canto XV. Lines 67-75 |
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