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In Matters of Darkness


 
my dad's backyard during a hail storm
 
…. I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
 
T. S. Elliot,  from The Four Quartets:  East Coker

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