I was in Paris at an English-language bookstore. I picked up a volume of Dickinson's poetry. I came back to my hotel read 2 000 of her poems and immediately began composing in my head. I wrote down the melodies even before I got to a piano.
Just as the soul fills the body so God fills the world. Just as the soul bears the body so God endures the world. Just as the soul sees but is not seen so God sees but is not seen. Just as the soul feeds the body so God gives food to the world.
