How could we tire of hope?
We have only begun
to imagine the fullness of life.
How could we tire of hope?
So much is in the bud.
... When one enters the mystery of God, the first mystery is silence. When one loves another, silence is absolutely necessary. Long before lovers can speak openly of their love, they speak by silence, a deep silence, especially when it deals with God. It is by entering the mystery of silence that slowly everyone becomes like our Beloved.