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Everything that is – every tree, bird, star, stone and wave – existed first as a dream in the mind of the divine artist. Indeed, the world is the mirror of the divine imagination and to decipher the depths of the world is to gain deep insights into the heart of God. The traces of the divine imagination are everywhere. The beauty of God becomes evident in the beauty of the world.

(…) We are the ultimate participants here – the more we give ourselves to experience and strive for expression, the deeper it opens before us.

– John O’Donohue, from The  Invisible Embrace

 

Tonight, at the edge of the field, I stood very still, and looked up, and tried to be empty of words. What joy was it, that almost found me? What amiable peace?

— Mary Oliver, from Stars