O my Soul,
why do you belabor
this petty distinction
between darkness and light?
Find the Beloved
who is nearer than your body,
whose joy was yours
before night or day.
Sun, moon and stars
rise and set in her silence.
Have you not tasted
the whole sky in a breath?
From brilliant threads
of invisible love
spin all these worlds
in the space of your heart.
Consider that you, you also,
could mother creation
just through the work
of being still...

Madonna by Masacchio