THE WORLD OF THE SPIRIT
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OASIS OF LIGHT
Gently, gently a beautiful torrent of light descended from the vastness, completely crowning the simple house.
It might be said that the structure had been reached in seconds by a resplendent cascade of luminous lightening flashes.
The roof had turned red with a sparkling crown of praise.
The walls, colored by hidden lanterns, became transparent, sending our serene sparks.
From the windows and doors there flowed out unexpectedly streams of blessings as if the interior had been flooded with nourishing energy. Bland flames dissolved the shadows, unloosing a premature dawn in the midst of the night shadows, and the firmament above us on the summits resembled a warm umbel shedding silver flowers over the anonymous dwelling which had changed from an extinguished enclosure to a blazing island in the dark sea of masonry.
Night insects were gently buzzing, the neighborhood dogs were muting their barking, and the inhabitants of the neighboring residences were experiencing unbeknown to them, the intangible presence of profound peace.
Nevertheless, in the domestic intimacy, the dazzling festive picture became more accentuated, as if a magic wand had caused balsamic radiations of understanding and sympathy to be born of persons and things.
The modest living room had taken on astounding dimensions, converted into a delightful eddy by the lustral bath of pure love that was fastening musical smiles of kindness on every face.
Dazzling halos clothes all the forms embellishing their outlines and colors under the power of an unknown chisel.
Aureoles of splendor had touched the inhabitants; tears of jubilant hope trembled, furtively, in eyes illuminated with solace; faces shown trustingly; the foreheads were tinged with faint light; words became more tender; hearts were invigorated with new inhalations of strength, and the emotion rose to unheard-of heights in transports of irresistible innocence.
In the wake of light around about, passers-by in space breathed happily in the distance, minstrels of he Greater Life intoned songs of encouragement for the entire group touched with intense brilliance.
The dazzling and unexpected transfiguration was Jesus, the celestial guest on a visit to the humble home: the sanctifying cult of the Gospel had been installed there.
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