The Singing of Angels
Howard Thurman
There must be always
remaining in every life,
some place for the singing of angels.
remaining in every life,
some place for the singing of angels.
Some place for that
which in itself
is breathless and
beautiful.
which in itself
is breathless and
beautiful.
Old burdens become lighter
deep and ancient wounds
lose much of their old hurting.
deep and ancient wounds
lose much of their old hurting.
Despite all the crassness of life,
all the hardness and
harsh discords,
life is saved by
the singing of angels.
all the hardness and
harsh discords,
life is saved by
the singing of angels.
Source: The Mood of Christmas
"Study of a Winged Figure" by John Rush
No comments:
Post a Comment