A Poem by St. John of the Cross

His experience of the soul’s seeking, and finding, its Beloved God… One dark night, fired with love’s urgent longings -ah, the sheer grace!- I went out unseen, my house being now all stilled. In darkness, and secure, by the secret ladder, disguised, -ah, the sheer grace!- in darkness and concealment, my house being now all stilled. On that glad night, in secret, for no one … Continue reading

Ropes and Threads

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“The soul that is attached to anything however much good there may be in it, will not arrive at the liberty of divine union. For whether it be a strong wire rope or a slender and delicate thread that holds the bird, it matters not, if it really holds it fast; for, until the cord be broken the bird cannot fly.” – St. John of … Continue reading