As A Drop Of Water, Drowned In A Great Quantity Of Wine.
Poem By Genova Maaa my mother
„When the good and the faithful servant
enters into the joy of the Lord…
he disappears and loses himself in God,
and become one spirit with Him,
as a drop of water which is drowned
in a great quantity of wine.
For even as such a drop disappears,
taking the colour and taste of wine,
so it is with those who are in full
possession of blessedness.
All human desires are taken from them
in an indescribable manner, they are
rapt from themselves, and are immersed
in the Divine Will…. His ‚being‘ remains,
but in another form, in another glory,
and in another power. And all this is
the result of entire and complete
Buchlein der Warheit, Chp.iv)