Hush Young Heart

Hush, young heart, be still, for you are restless and anxious. Let the breast of the dove be your steed, both graceful and swift. May your arrival be as the rain, tiptoeing across the valley as it cleanses the land, twice as far and just as wide. Be not weary nor hesitant, but confident and strong as the mighty wind commands the mountain. Be gentle and touch lightly the hearts of others as the butterfly and the blossom. May you be direct to your path as the morning star is faithful to her calling from the East. Hush young heart, be patient, for with transition comes wisdom.