A Meditation from St. Anselm

Today would be the Feast of St. Anselm, if it were not Holy Week. This passage from the Proslogion struck me as a good piece for reflection as we wait in darkness for the coming of Easter.  What shall he do, most high Lord, what shall this exile do, far away from you as he is? What shall your servant do, tormented by love of you and yet cast off far from your face? He yearns to see you and your countenance is too far away from him. He desires to come close to you, and your dwelling place is inaccessible; he longs to find you and does not know where you are; he is eager to seek you out and he does not know your countenance.