“All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well”
St Julian of Norwich
Trust the unknown force that grew you,
From the joining of two cells.
Act of love, of mutual giving,
Created you, a unique self.
Trust the dark, the unseen aspects
Of the life we all must live.
Trust that there is wisdom elsewhere,
To your emptiness to give.
Wait in patience for the time
When inspiration comes at last
Trust in darkness, silence, lowness.
Opposition forms the cross.
Pain is bearable in lowness,
Like the worm, in earth I dwell.
When I look I see the sunrise
And I trust all shall be well.