On the way to the Garden
St Isidore the Farmer
Journeying with God, through many traditions.
Saturday, 8 February 2014
Naught Shelters Thee
'All things betray thee, who betrayest Me'.
'Naught shelters thee, who wilt not shelter Me.'
'Lo! naught contents thee, who content'st not Me.'
Lo, all things fly thee, for thou fliest Me!
Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me.'
Excerpts from "The Hound of Heaven" Francis Thompson
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