Saturday, February 18, 2012

Sleep - Holy Mountain

"I saw a great mountain the color of iron, and enthroned on it One of such great glory that it blinded my sight. On each side of him there extended a soft shadow, like a wing of wondrous breadth and length. Before him, at the foot of the mountain, stood an image full of eyes on all sides, in which, because of those eyes, I could discern no human form" (Hildegard of Bingen, Scivias)


No comments:

Post a Comment