Peace, one and all…
This life is too short
to do aught else than search,
whilst each moment is too vast
to live in anything but gratitude.
The blossom opens out each spring
and the leaves fall with the approach of winter:
Life opens out to life,
moment by moment by moment.
Gratitude for all that we are given
and patience for all that has yet to arrive.
Truly, Beloved, what else is there
but the light of Your Face?
Abdur Rahman, 19th May 2011