Knowing
Great faith in stillness
in things words cannot grasp,
in ceaseless messages
that come out of silence,
Believing in promises
that have not yet come to pass,
Trusting the inner light
When there is darkness around,
Knowing humble weeping
gives way to delight,
are mysteries of life
but knowings of the heart.
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