As rivers flow into the ocean but cannot make the vast ocean overflow, so flow the streams of the sense - world into the sea of peace that is the sage.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language - door and open the love - window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
Likewise the spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but the spirit himself intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words. And he who searches the hearts of men knows the mind of the spirit, because the spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.
By the grace of wisdom and purity of mind, He can be seen indivisible, in the silence of contemplation. This invisible atman can be seen by the mind wherein the five senses are resting.
