For The Time Of Necessary
Decision
The mind of time is hard to
read.
We can never predict what it will bring,
Nor even from all that is
already gone
Can we say what form it finally takes;
For time gathers its
moments secretly.
Often we only know it’s time to change
When a force has
built inside the heart
That leaves us uneasy as we are.
Perhaps the work we do has
lost its soul
Or the love where we once belonged
Calls nothing alive in us
anymore.
We drift through this gray,
increasing nowhere
Until we stand before a threshold we know
We have to
cross to come alive once more.
May we have the courage to
take the step
Into the unknown that beckons us;
Trust that a richer life
awaits us there,
That we will lose nothing
But what has already
died;
Feel the deeper knowing in us sure
Of all that is about to be born
beyond
The pale frames where we stayed confined,
Not realizing how such
vacant endurance
Was bleaching our soul’s desire.
~ John O’Donohue
~
(To Bless the Space Between
Us)
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