The earth is not a mere fragment of dead history, a stratum upon stratum like the leaves of a book, to be studied by biologists and antiquarians chiefly, but living poetry like the leaves of a tree, which precede flowers and fruit — not a fossil earth but a living earth.
in your holy mercy,
that I might be free of fear...
With boundless confidence,
I abandon myself to You...
For You deliver me from illusion,
and through Love,
my heart opens to Wisdom.