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Blessed is the one who has Tasted the cup of the Master— Rejected, lied to, Cursed and spat upon. Blessed is the one who Falls down in trembling gratitude as a Sharer in those sufferings. Blessed is the one whose wounds have become A window through which Divine light pours forth into others. Blessed is the one whose Tears have plenteously watered the Seeds of compassion. Blessed is the one whose Scars speak sermons No words could preach. Blessed is the one who Serves not desp

Wounded love is desperate for a path. A barren one beset with noise and fear or A fertile one overflowing with lucidity and quietude One reeks of the polluted incense of false gods. The other smells of the verdant lands of eternity. One makes you drink from the cup of the damned. The other pours into you the fresh waters of the Holy Spirit. One blinds you with foul and distorted images. The other shows you the illuminated darkness. One deafens you with diabolical incantations