Because thou hast the power and own’st the grace
To look through and behind this mask of me
(Against which years have beat thus blanchingly
With their rains), and behold my soul’s true face,
The dim and weary witness of life’s race,–
Because thou hast the faith and love to see,
Through that same soul’s distracting lethargy,
The patient angel waiting for a place
In the new Heavens,–because nor sin nor woe,
Nor God’s infliction, nor death’s neighbourhood,
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go,
Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed,–
Nothing repels thee, . . . dearest, teach me so
To pour out gratitude, as thou dost good!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Please Note my Retreat page has been updated- I will be running two retreats in the South of France at the end of the year. See the https://resoundingpower.com/events-workshops-and-retreats/ for more details!
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