Meister Eckhart - THE HOPE OF LOVING
THE HOPE OF LOVING What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure? I think it is the hope of loving, or being loved. I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey to find its source, and how the moon wept without her lover's warm gaze. We weep when light does not reach our hearts. We wither like fields if someone close does not rain their kindness upon us. Meister Eckhart Love Poems From God Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West Translations by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.