We Cannot Capture God With Our Own Vision

(Found here)

We may not paint you as our souls see you,

you first light that birthed the miracles of dawn.

Once again from the old paintboxes

we take the same gold for scepter and crown

that has disguised you through the ages.

Piously we produce our images of you
till they stand around you like a thousand walls.
And when our hearts would simply open,
our fervent hands hide you.

~Rainer Maria Rilke (from Book of Hours: Love Poems to God)