"In peace, Sweet Jesus, I want to wait for your return, Without ever ceasing My canticles of love.  No, nothing worries me. Nothing can trouble me. My soul knows how to fly Higher than the lark.  Above the clouds The sky is always blue. One touches the shores Where God reigns. I await on peace the glory Of that Heavenly abode, For I find in the Ciborium The sweet Fruit of Love! " St. Thérèse of the Child Jesus, Virgin and Doctor of the Church  (from Abandonment is the Sweet Fruit of Love, 1897)