The mystics' strange hunger
and thirst for God,
at once avid and generous
of which they speak in
the most profound passages,
here makes its final demand
and receives its satisfaction.
„All that He has, all that He is, He gives:
All that we have, all that we are, He takes'.
(Ruysbroeck, Speculum Aeterna
Salutis, Chp. Vii) .
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