All things
are too small
to hold me,
I am so vast
In the Infinite
I reach
for the Uncreated
I have
touched it,
it undoes me
wider than wide
Everything else
is too narrow
You know this well,
you who are also there
Tighten
to nothing
the circle
that is
the world’s things
Then the Naked
circle
can grow wide,
enlarging,
embracing all
—Hadewijch ll (13th Century)
Translated version by Jane Hirshfield
From: Women in Praise of the Sacred
Photo Coutesy of Hubble News: Dwarf Star LAWD 37
