Saturday, January 5, 2013

In Stillness the Dancing



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“I said to my soul, be still … So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing; Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning –  The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy …”  (TS Eliot).  The stanza resonates with me!   It is in stillness that my soul finds delight.