practice the hardest virtue
The phoebe sits on her nest
Hour after hour,
Day after day,
Waiting for life to burst out
From under her warmth.
Can I weave a nest for silence,
Weave it out of listening,
Listening,
Layer upon layer?
But one must first become small,
Nothing but a presence,
Attentive as a nesting bird,
Proffering no slightest wish,
No tendril of a wish
Toward anything that might happen
Or be given,
Only the warm, faithful waiting,
Contained in one’s smallness.
Beyond the question, the silence.
Before the answer, the silence.
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Beyond the Question, 1 by May Sarton
Listen to Playing for Change sing Gimme Shelter http://youtu.be/4K8t6kCYfJo
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photo sources found at www.pinterest.com/al513
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A great read from one of my favorite writers. A holy Experience by Ann Voskamp http://www.aholyexperience.com/2015/07/for-all-us-hope-ers-when-things-arent-working-out-as-wed-hoped/
life: acoustic & amplified 