What we believe in anguish and doubt
the iris proclaims in simple blue tones;
What we do not see, the chickadee confirms
in its flight to the feeder;
Life, life everywhere, sacred everywhere.
~ Catherine de Vinck
I came to love you too late, Oh Beauty, so ancient and so new... What did I know? You were inside me, and I was out of my body and mind, looking for you... You called to me and cried to me; you broke the bowl of my deafness; you uncovered your beams, and threw them at me...