Tweet A Walk My eyes already touch the sunny hill, going far ahead of the road I have begun. So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp; it has inner light, even from a distance – and changes us, even if we do not reach it, into something else, which, hardly sensing it,…
Tag Archive: ;The Rag and Bone Shop of the Heart
Healing
Tweet I am not a mechanism, an assembly of various sections. And it is not because the mechanism is working wrongly, that I am ill. I am ill because of wounds to the soul, to the deep emotional self and the wounds to the soul take a long, long time, only time can help and…
Guardian Angel
Tweet I am the bird that flutters against your window in the morning, and your closest friend, whom you can never know, blossoms that light up for the blind. I am the glacier shining over the woods, so pale, and heavy voices from the cathedral tower. The thought that suddenly hits you in the middle…
Throw Yourself like Seed
Tweet Shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit; sluggish you will not see the wheel of fate that brushes your heel as it turns going by, the man who wants to live is the man in whom life is abundant. Now you are only giving food to that final pain which is slowly winding…
Commitment Brings Grace
Tweet Until One Is Committed “Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation) there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of…
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