“78: O SON OF MY HANDMAID! Quaff from the tongue of the merciful the stream…”
O SON OF MY HANDMAID! Quaff from the tongue of the merciful the stream
of divine mystery, and behold from the dayspring
of divine utterance the unveiled splendor of the
daystar of wisdom. Sow the seeds of My divine
wisdom in the pure soil of the heart, and water
them with the waters of certitude, that the hyacinths
of knowledge and wisdom may spring up
fresh and green from the holy city of the heart.