Today’s entry in Incandescence:
God compares the soul to four things:
You taste as sweet as grapes.
Your fragrance is as intoxicating as balsam.
Your radiance is like the brightness of the sun.
And you’re the maturity of my most sublime love.
The soul always follows a rare and excellent path, and she draws the senses after her in joyful obedience.
-Mechthild of Magdeburg
“The Flowing Light of the Godhead”