That The Interior Word Might Emerge Out Of Silence. Poem by Genova Maaa my mother

The desert is the door of heaven.
Solitude spiritualizes the whole man.
It transforms the body and soul.
It is not just a way, but the only way.


(Graphic: Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Quote: "I have always loved the desert)



Filled with the desire of God alone,
the mystic's quest is to give himself
to God completely and find joy in it.

Leaving behind the miracles and
convenience of technology,
the license of self gratification,
fashion and comfort, abundance
of food, luxuries and affluency,
he enters into the world of silence
that the interior word might emerge
out of his silence and self-deprivation.