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You glide between the heart and its casing as tears glide from the eyelid. You dwell in my inwardness, in the depths of my heart, as souls dwell in bodies. Nothing passes from rest to motion unless you

1) An individual spider webidentifies a species:an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ishigh along the peripheries ofspider webs: you can go all around

So many droplets in the sea, in bread so many grains;So too of our multiplicity, nothing but God remains. By Angelus Silesius(1624 - 1677) Short poem, short commentary: Many <-> One Angelus Silesius