"How long can the moth flirt near the mouth of the flame before their lips touch and the moth's soul becomes like a sun.
And does the moth then die?
No.
In serving God one is transformed into Him.
What lovers would return to us, what lovers would not unite beyond belief and annihilate their separation forever if they had the power to do so?
The power our Lord has. How long do you think you can just flirt with Him before you dissolve in ecstasy?
Existence spins on His potter's wheel; all is being shaped into the Divine.
What lovers would not want to die embraced?"
- Meister Eckhart (1260-1328)
2013 mixed media on paper
