Don’t rely on your mind for liberation.
It is the mind that brought you into bondage.
Go beyond it altogether.
The wild warblers are warbling in the jungle
Of life and spring of the lustrious inundations,
Flood on flood, of our returning sun.
Day after day, throughout the winter,We hardened ourselves to live by bluest reasonIn a world of wind and frost,And by will, unshaken and floridIn mornings of angular ice,That passed beyond us through the narrow sky.But what are radiant reason and radiant willTo warblings early in the hilarious treesOf summer, the drunken mother?–Wallace Stevens
other's eyes and in what flowsbetween them then. To see your facein a crowd of others, or alone on afrightening street, I weep for that.Our tears improve the earth. Thetime you scolded me, your gratitude,your laughing, always your qualitiesincrease the soul. Seeing you is awine that does not muddle or numb.We sit inside the cypress shadowwhere amazement and clear thoughttwine their slow growth into us.
"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—
And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—
I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
Though I speak with the tongues of angels,
If I have not love...
My words would resound with but a tinkling cymbal.And though I have the gift of prophesy...
And understand all mysteries...
and all knowledge...And though I have all faith
So that I could remove mountains,
If I have not love...
I am nothing.Love is patient, love is kind;
Love tolerates all things,
Aspires to all things.Love never dies.
While the prophecies shall be done away,
tongues shall be silenced,
knowledge shall fade...
thus then shall linger only
faith, hope, and love...
but the greatest of these...is love.
–1 Corinthians 13
I have been astonished that men could die
martyrs for their religion –
I have shuddered at it,
I shudder no more.
I could be martyred for my religion.
Love is my religion
and I could die for that.
I could die for you.