Water The Earth With The Tears Of Your Joy

From 'The Brothers Karamazov' by Dostoyevsky;
'"Do not fear Him. He is terrible in his greatness, awful in his sublimity, but infinitely merciful. He has made Himself like unto us from love and rejoices with us. He is changing the water into wine so that the gladness of the guests may not be cut short. He is expecting new guests; He is calling new ones unceasingly forever and ever........There they are bringing new wine. Do you see, they are bringing the vessels................"
..........Something glowed in Alyosha's heart, something filled it till it ached, tears of rapture rose from his soul.......He stretched out his hands, uttered a cry and awoke........
...........He did not stop on the steps either, but went quickly down; his soul, overflowing with rapture, yearned for freedom, space, openness. The vault of heaven, full of soft, shining stars, stretched vast and fathomless above him. The Milky Way ran in two pale streams from the zenith to the horizon. The fresh motionless still night enfolded the earth. The white towers and golden domes of the cathedral gleamed out against the sapphire sky. The gorgeous autumn flowers in the beds round the house were slumbering till morning. The silence of the earth seemed to melt into the silence of the heavens. The mystery of earth was one with the mystery of the stars.
Alyosha stood, gazed, and suddenly threw himself down on the earth. He did not know why he embraced it. He could not know why he embraced it. He could not have told why he longed so irresistibly to kiss it, to kiss it all. But he kissed it, weeping, sobbing, and watering it with his tears and vowed passionately to love it for ever and ever. "Water the earth with the tears of your joy and love those tears" echoed in his soul.