May BLESSINGS OF HEART-SONG be yours, dear friends! And, out of deep silence, may you awaken to the music of the spheres, the rhythm and harmony of Life ...
How shall the mighty river
reach the tiny seed?
See it rise silently
to the sun's yearning,
sail from a winter's cloud
flake after silent flake
piling up layer upon layer
until the thaw of spring
to meet the seedling's need.
Make tender, Lord, my heart:
release through gentleness
Thine own tremendous power
hid in the snowflake's art.