Worlds swarm around You,
like bees around a cherry tree in blossom.
From the effusion of Your fullness
swarms are nourished,
O inexhaustible Sweetness.
All overeat,
and all go away hungry.
Of all the swarms
the human swarm
leaves the most hungry.
Not because You did not have
food for men,
O Master,
but because
they fail to recognize
their nourishment,
and so they
contend with caterpillars
for the same foliage.
~From Prayers by the Lake
Saint Nicolai of Okrid
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Wow!
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