Rest In Prayer

The sun hears the fields talking about effort

And the sun Smiles,

And whispers to me,

“Why don’t the fields just rest, for

I am willing to do everything

To help them Grow?”

Rest, my dears,

In prayer.

St Catherine of Siena (1347-1380) from Love Poems from God (Daniel Ladinsky)

You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?
Rumi

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