Tenth Meditation

(Interior Castle, book VI: chapter 4-6)

"Behind and before you encircle me and rest your hand upon me. Such knowledge is beyond me, far too lofty for me to reach. Where can I hide from your spirit? From your presence, where can I flee? If I ascend to the heavens, you are there; if I lie down in Sheol, you are there too. If I fly with the wings of dawn and alight beyond the sea, Even there your hand will guide me, your right hand hold me fast." (1)


As Maiden flies upon the Breeze,
The Dove swoops; she's caught in His beak.
Upon His wings, she soars with ease;
Her senses blur -- she cannot speak.

The light of Truth sears through the veil
Of dim vision -- faith comes alive!
The mortal mind, still weak and frail,
Infused with wisdom can now thrive.

With these gifts, there's a higher price:
Complete surrender of the soul;
A limitless self-sacrifice --
So the creature may be made whole.

She clings her wings about her Dove;
As she's enraptured in His love.

May the Spirit grant us the courage and grace of complete self-surrender and confidence in His merciful love so that we may trust Him so completely, that He may do with us whatever He wills.

(1) Psalm 139:5-10

(c) Paul Buis, 2002