And I press on with a lighter heart
Through all the ways of the endless rings.
The pure word of the living God
Moves in the depths of them and sings.
Unhampered now by fierce desire
We follow and find no ending here
Till in the light of eternal Love
We melt, we disappear.
-- Johann Wolfgang van Goethe
(in The Book of Uncommon Prayer,
edited by Constance and Daniel Pollack)
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