
Your
pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even
as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so
must you know pain.
And
could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your
pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And
you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted
the seasons that pass over your fields.
And
you...