This is the time to be slow.
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain [low to the wall]
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning...
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning...
John O'Donohue
From: To Bless the Space Between Us
From: To Bless the Space Between Us
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Art - Barbara Stone
"A Glimpse of the Larger Story"
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