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I came to a place Inever knew But where not knowing Was knowing true. An unknown place Where blind I stood Yet all being strange All things understood, How I cannot say, But where not knowing Was knowing true. A place of bliss And perfect faith And deepest knowledge Of the narrow way, So passing strange No word can be true To what I knew. So bathed in light And strange delight I left my senses, Flew from my life As my spirit soared In that knowing true What no knowledge knew.
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Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 9:36 AM UTC
my translation of mystic poet Juan de la Cruz
I came to a place Inever knew But where not knowing Was knowing true. An unknown place Where blind I stood Yet all being strange All things understood, How I cannot say, But where not knowing Was knowing true. A place of bliss And perfect faith And deepest knowledge Of the narrow way, So passing strange No word can be true To what I knew. So bathed in light And strange delight I left my senses, Flew from my life As my spirit soared In that knowing true What no knowledge knew.
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Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 9:36 AM UTC
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