Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.

I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.

All of creation is a song of praise to God.

We shall awaken from our dullness and rise vigorously toward justice. If we fall in love with creation deeper and deeper, we will respond to its endangerment with passion.

Our souls should be like a transparent crystal through which God can be perceived.

You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.

Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.