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As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;

As tumbled over rim in roundy wells

Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's

Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;

Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:

Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;

Selves — goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,

Crying Whát I dó is me: for that I came.

I say móre: the just man justices;

Keeps grace: thát keeps all his goings graces;

Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is —

Chríst — for Christ plays in ten thousand places,

Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his

To the Father through the features of men's faces.

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"...just so is the monk who, having truly withdrawn from the world and his affairs and having come before Christ, who has clearly heard himself called and has been raised, through the working of the commandments, to the height of spiritual contemplation, he looks at God unswervingly and understands clearly the transformation that has happened to him"

—St. Symeon the New Theologian, translated from the original Greek by Dr. C. Yost

I want nothing more than a quiet monastic life out in some mountain range only the lonely goats roam. You all should read the rest of this document if you can find a good translation; they are allegedly hard to come by although that claim might be my professor's own egotism :) I love him dearly anyways and I love St. Symeon more

I for one am rather excited for this forum Jacob :)

yours always,

vct

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I am also in

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