Thanks for showing me the path. The path of a man of Christ.
Your life and your death, I remember this piece of San Juan de la Cruz. (...)
In the happy night,
in secret, when none saw me,
Nor I beheld aught, Without light or
guide
but that which burned in my heart. Aquesta
guided me more certain than the midday light, where I hoped
whom I knew well,
place where none appeared. Oh
night that guided me, oh
night more lovely than the dawn!,
O night that joined Beloved with lover, the beloved mistress
transformed! (...) And I remained
olvidéme,
the face on the beloved,
ceased all, and let me, leaving my care
forgotten among the lilies
.
(of "The Dark Night" of San Juan de la Cruz)
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