We want so much more—something the books on aesthetics take little notice of. But the poets and the mythologies know all about it. We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words—to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it.
This beauty with which we seek communion is nothing less than the face of God, who manifests himself most splendidly in the aesthetics around us. This beauty can be joined in the garden called Eden. The door is open and the invitation sent. All we have to do is RSVP and walk in. When we do, we will find infinite love which is the source of our ability to be beauty.
In communion with beauty,
Z gardener
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