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If, despite my steadfast mind, I've failed to enter Jesus' heart, let me kiss the wood, hear him breathing, feel his body fragrance, raise myself to stay near Him everywhere. If someone does not see His light, it still exists--it's your own fault if you distance yourself: if the soul is blind, dense, and deaf to Him, she has lost the courage to be. If your mind's confused, double your efforts: break out, wander forth into loveliness, try for flight: when He compels desire you'll know sudden and continuous strength. God saves, watches over the brave soldier who, unarmed and alone, sees her peril. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V LXXVII:237. See also B S1:60:115. Key |
