“In darkness and in concealment, My house being
now at rest.
In the happy night, In secret,
when none saw me,
Not I beheld aught,
Without light or guide, save that
which burned in my heart.
This light guided me
More surely than the light of
noonday,
To the place where he ( well I knew who!) was awaiting me –
A place where none appeared.”
St. John of the Cross
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