Ruysbroeck describes
the most subtle delicate
descriptions of the Unitive State
understood as self-loss.
He conveys the suggestions
of ineffable joys beyond
all that we had supposed
possible to human utterance
avoiding its pitfalls.
Awe and rapture,
theological profundity,
keen psychological insight,
are here tempered
by a touching simplicity.
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