Is this madness or mirth?
There is a universe deep within our hearts that exceeds the vastness of the outer limits of space. I have probed it and seen things mightier than the birth of the stars.
You can not see it with the x-ray machine or the most modern of technology. It is only seen by the inner eye beyond our deepest imaginings. A place where words are unwelcome, where the Divine One, who inhabits has too many names to utter.
It is the womb where love grows and bears its fruits. The place in which the sun and the stars are conceived. For me to name it, would rob it of its sacredness. Its sacredness is held in silence.
Is it the bosom of which Jesus spoke?