'Love is strong as death,
jealousy as relentless as Sheol.
The flash of it is a flash of fire,
a flame of the Lord himself.
Love no floods can quench,
no torrents drown.'
A flame of the Lord himself.
The spark in the middle of
no thought, no sound, no sight, no hearing
No self.
That
with which
we are charged.
None, 28th Sunday of the Year: http://www.universalis.com/20091011/today.htm
1 comment:
Thanks for sharing this; I love "Song of Songs."
Interesting blog, Trish. I would like to read more juxtaposing gnostic and orthodox thought or scripture.
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