The Word is living, being, spirit, all verdant greening, all creativity. This Word manifests itself in every creature.
Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.
I welcome all creatures of the world with grace.
There is the music of Heaven in all things.
Holy persons draw to themselves all that is earthly.
It is easier to gaze into the sun, than into the face of the mystery of God. Such is its beauty and its radiance.