(Icon by Richard G. Cannuli, OSA)
"Too late have I loved you, O Beauty so ancient and so new,
too late have I loved you!
Behold, you were within me, while I was outside:
it was there that I sought you, and, deformed creature,
rushed headlong upon these things of beauty which you have made.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
They kept me far from you, those fair things which,
if they were not in you, would not exist at all.
You have called to me, and have cried out, and have shattered my deafness.
You have blazed forth with light, and have shone upon me,
and you have put my blindness to flight!
You have sent forth fragrance, and I have drawn in my breath, and I pant after you.
I have tasted you, and I hunger and thirst after you.
You have touched me, and I have burned for your peace."
(The Confessions, Book 10, Chapter 27)
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