Coming home in the deepening dusk, I found flowers on my doorstep.
It's the winter solstice, a time laden with hope and meaning. Today we need all the light we can get, but tomorrow we can start to say, tentatively, "The days are getting longer...."
from FOUR QUARTETS by T.S. Eliot
O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark.
The vacant interstellar spaces......
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
2 comments:
The shelf in the kitchen looks fantabulous! HYP and I will prob pop by tomorrow if you're about, I'll give you a text before we come x x x
the flowers are beautiful! if someone had left them on our doorstep they'd have frozen instantly.
if only it truly was midwinter. sadly, we have three more months ahead of us before all this snow melts.
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