Monday, February 18, 2008

The Weather of the Heart

“In this strange patterned time of contemplation
That, in time, breaks time, breaks words, breaks me,
And then, in silence, leaves me healed and mended.
I leave returned to language, for I see
Through words, even when all words are ended,
I, who live by words, am wordless when
I turn me to the Word to pray.

Madeleine L’Engle, 1918-2007
“The Weather of the Heart” (1978)

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