Lord, you are like a wild flower.
You spring up in places where we least expect you.
The bright color of your grace dazzles us.
When we reach down to pluck you,
hoping to possess you for our own,
you blow away in the wind.
And if we tried to destroy you,
by stamping on you and kicking you,
you would come back to life.
Lord, may we come to expect you anywhere and everywhere.
May we rejoice in your beauty.
Far from trying to posses you, may you possess us.
Henry Suso, 1295 – 366, German Dominican friar
One thing I ask from the Lord,
this only do I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze on the beauty of the Lord
and to seek him in his temple.