Everything outside of us fluctuates with the storms and temptations of this age. But we need an interior desert where we gather ourselves and live of our faith.
O God, ever the same, may I know myself, may I know you.
(Soliloquia II, 1, 1)
I shall know you, you who know me. Virtue of my soul, go deep into it and make it fit for you, so that you may have it and possess it, without stain or wrinkle.