Psalm 42:1-2 (NRSVUE)
As a deer longs for flowing streams,
so my soul longs for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and behold
the face of God?
I reach for God with longing love.
The Cloud of Unknowing
“But in the real contemplative work you must set all this aside
and cover it over with a cloud of forgetting.
Then let your loving desire, gracious and devout,
step bravely and joyfully beyond it
and reach out to pierce the darkness above.
Yes, beat upon that thick cloud of unknowing
with the dart of your loving desire
and do not cease come what may.”
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