Tuesday, April 16, 2013

True religion is like singing to a baby

Where I give myself, entirely, to another without wanting anything in return.

Where I find joy, in its fullness, solely in the pleasure of the other.

Where I am content, simply because I am near him.

*I've reflected on the same idea, with a lot more words, here: "For No Other Reason."


Swansea said...

Swansea Mo said...


Swansea Mo said...

I love all your posts, Irene, but this one may be my favorite.