“This is the time to be slow. Lie low to the wall. Until the bitter winter passes.”
– John O’Donohue
It’s time to be slow
The old oak models
Releasing its leaves
Just one at a time.
It’s time to be slow
The wet logs cry
Resisting all attempts
To ignite into bonfire.
It’s time to be slow
The inner voice whispers
Encouraging patience
As her life unfolds.
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