with anxious love inflamed
o happy lot!
forth unobserved i went
my house being now at rest
in darkness and in safety
by the secret ladder, disguised,
o happy lot!
in darkness and concealment,
my house being now at rest
on the road to union with G-d the night of faith shall guide me
faith tells us of things we have never seen, and cannot come to know by our natural senses
the light of faith is like the light of the sun which blinds our eyes because its light is stronger than our powers of sight. so the light of faith transcends our comprehension"
-st. john of the cross
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