And while my God did all his glories show,
I felt a vigour in my sense
That was all spirit. I within did flow
With seas of life, like wine;
I nothing in the world did know
But 'twas divine.
Thomas Traherne. Wonder.
I desire for myself and for all who live, may live, without being tormented by a puriticanical conscience, an ever-greater spiritualization and multiplication of the sensees; indeed, we should be grateful to the senses for their subtlety, plenitude, and power and offer them in return the best we have in the way of spirit.
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