And the light shone in the darkness and
Against the world the unstilled world still whirled
Above the center of the silent WORD.
~ T.S. Eliot with thanks to S. Charlene Schafer
You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.
Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.
Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.
Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That fostered the brightness of day.
Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.