Late have I loved you, O Beauty so ancient and so new, late have I loved you! Lo, you were within, but I outside, seeking there for you, and upon the shapely things you have made I rushed headlong, I, misshapen. You were with me, but I was not with you. They held me back far from you, those things which would have no being were they not in you. You called, shouted, broke through my deafness; you flared, blazed, banished my blindness; you lavished your fragrance; I gasped, and now I pant for you. I tasted you, and I hunger and thirst; you touched me, and I burned for your peace. --- St. Augustine, bishop of Hippo
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 07:08:16 +0000
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