This is my altered page from a reflection on the words of
Gertrude the Great.
". . . I thought only of God and myself; and I beheld my soul, under the similitude of wax softened by the fire, impressed like a seal upon the bosom of the Lord; and immediately I beheld it surrounding and partly drawn into this treasure-house, where the ever-peaceful Trinity abides corporally in the plenitude of the Divinity and resplendent with its glorious impression . . . "
Gertrude the Great in An Anthology of Christian Mysticism