You know it; you and I know it together.
But how would knowing be there
If it were not knowing of God's life?
"How gladly would I surrender myself to this!
Yet where do I find it? Somehow it flows
Into knowing, then transforms itself into seeming,
Mingling with it, surrounded by its sheaths."
It is your I; what is destructible dies,
And henceforth only God lives in your striving.
Then the sheath becomes visible to you as sheath,
And unveiled you see divine life.