Definitions by From Saint Agnes to Egypt
238
We were far apart
when the gates of heaven opened.
Back then, I was in a world
where the angels were men.
They never smiled.
They were serious,
yet gentle and watchful,
like teachers.
I never understood
why they left,
or how they gathered into sound.
I only know this:
in love,
they return.
when the gates of heaven opened.
Back then, I was in a world
where the angels were men.
They never smiled.
They were serious,
yet gentle and watchful,
like teachers.
I never understood
why they left,
or how they gathered into sound.
I only know this:
in love,
they return.
238 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt September 24, 2026
957
I walked in,
I saw you.
And those two…
in front of you…
arguing…
over something unreasonable.
Your impatience…
You turned toward the door.
A moment…
you lifted your head—
your eyes…
Our eyes…
Your eyes lit up.
the look of a hunter…
“See? You need me.”
Your eyes said.
As if those two…
still watching you.
poor me,
before that gaze…
So defenseless…
I didn't even realize…
they left.
this time,
I was overwhelmed—
unable to digest the feeling
I had hoped
your indifference
would somehow cure.
But it didn't.
You became exasperated again…
this time, by my madness.
Questions that made no sense…
short answers…
The same 721.
out of the room,
I laughed.
Five months of missing you
had come down to this:
Those eyes I’m dying for…
and all that madness.
Maybe that should've cured it all.
But how could it be
when your eyes wouldn't let me?
I saw you.
And those two…
in front of you…
arguing…
over something unreasonable.
Your impatience…
You turned toward the door.
A moment…
you lifted your head—
your eyes…
Our eyes…
Your eyes lit up.
the look of a hunter…
“See? You need me.”
Your eyes said.
As if those two…
still watching you.
poor me,
before that gaze…
So defenseless…
I didn't even realize…
they left.
this time,
I was overwhelmed—
unable to digest the feeling
I had hoped
your indifference
would somehow cure.
But it didn't.
You became exasperated again…
this time, by my madness.
Questions that made no sense…
short answers…
The same 721.
out of the room,
I laughed.
Five months of missing you
had come down to this:
Those eyes I’m dying for…
and all that madness.
Maybe that should've cured it all.
But how could it be
when your eyes wouldn't let me?
957 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt September 23, 2026
1118
— Who are you?
Who am I speaking to?
Are you the one I hold dearest—the one whose voice breaks the silence within me?
What is your name?
— Abraham A...
— Who is Abraham?
He who, under another name, bore the name of your roots.
— Father of Multitude.
— I thought... love expands you, until you find oneness.
But no—
oneness finds you within love.
Who am I speaking to?
Are you the one I hold dearest—the one whose voice breaks the silence within me?
What is your name?
— Abraham A...
— Who is Abraham?
He who, under another name, bore the name of your roots.
— Father of Multitude.
— I thought... love expands you, until you find oneness.
But no—
oneness finds you within love.
1118 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt September 11, 2026
824
Anger may surface,
hurt may gather at the edges,
and silence may fill the space—
but when love overflows,
nothing else remains.
hurt may gather at the edges,
and silence may fill the space—
but when love overflows,
nothing else remains.
824 _ I love you with all my heart
824 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt September 11, 2026
590
590 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt September 11, 2026
364
Your eyes reach deeper
into the center of my heart,
where the flame of your love
glows quietly.
With your gentle tap,
it bursts into flame.
I crumble...
And rise again...
bloom once more
beneath your kiss.
into the center of my heart,
where the flame of your love
glows quietly.
With your gentle tap,
it bursts into flame.
I crumble...
And rise again...
bloom once more
beneath your kiss.
364 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt September 11, 2026