Maybe this type of patience is the birth of joy, and like little children who climb onto the kitchen counter to make dinner when their parents don’t come home, this is what we had always hoped to find – a quiet place where everything becomes clear, and life itself pebbles the path that leads us into the living of it.
Monday, January 27, 2014
A Lesson in Trust
Perhaps passion is the opposite of action. Starved into stillness, past the hard alertness of his eyes, what does the robin see? A single point of clarity is set like a spring to seize the next worm life puts in the way of his beak.
Maybe this type of patience is the birth of joy, and like little children who climb onto the kitchen counter to make dinner when their parents don’t come home, this is what we had always hoped to find – a quiet place where everything becomes clear, and life itself pebbles the path that leads us into the living of it.
Maybe this type of patience is the birth of joy, and like little children who climb onto the kitchen counter to make dinner when their parents don’t come home, this is what we had always hoped to find – a quiet place where everything becomes clear, and life itself pebbles the path that leads us into the living of it.
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I like this line so much because it could be easy, could be cute, but it has another quality altogether: "...like little children who climb onto the kitchen counter to make dinner when their parents don’t come home...."
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