The weekend reminds us to cut some time in the schedule and
"Come apart and get away before you come apart." It's a
time to read a verse, say a prayer or just sit down for a moment of nothing. Take a deep breath, relax those shoulders. Here's a sweet little poem that's good to think about. Rest in the hope of heaven. ♥ ferree
I Never Saw A Moor
I never saw a moor
I never saw the sea;
yet know I how the heather looks
And what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in Heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.
Emily Dickinson
1830-86
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