All language is a longing for home.
Don't insist on going where you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring.
Don't see yourself as a body of clay; See yourself as a mirror reflecting the divine beauty.
He alone has the right to break, for He alone has the power to mend.
What a relief to be empty! Then God can live your life.
This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.