Sunday, November 1, 2020

Saint Augustine


 Imagine if all the tumult of the body were to quiet down, 

along with our busy thoughts. 

Imagine if all things that are perishable grew still. 

And imagine if that moment were to go on and on, 
leaving behind all other sights and sounds but this one vision which ravishes and absorbs and fixes the beholder
in joy, 

so that the rest of eternal life were like that moment of 
illumination, which leaves us breathless.



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