As long as the soul is not still there can be no vision, but when stillness has brought us into the presence of God, then another sort of silence, much more absolute, intervenes: the silence of a soul that is not only still and recollected but which is overawed in an act of worship by God's presence.
And one day, when I need
to tell myself something intelligent
about love,
I'll close my eyes
and recall this room and everything in it...
to tell myself something intelligent
about love,
I'll close my eyes
and recall this room and everything in it...