107. Demand for Removal of the Veil of Illusion
Veils are around me, Father — they hide Thee from me. I love the gorgeous veils of daisies and roses, the clouds of burning gold. How long wilt Thou remain hidden behind the dark, star-decked screen of night? I love Thy veils because they hint at Thy presence, even though they hide Thee. Yet I want to see Thee as Thou art — without any outward veil.