“The day misspent,
the love misplaced,
has inside it
the seed of redemption.
Nothing is exempt
― Kay Ryan, Say Uncle
Forgive and be forgiven.
Let go to pick up new and fresh.
Allow worry but do not let it drive.
In the complexity, simplicity.
In the simplicity, complexity.
Amplify your heart to overcome narrow and surface, dig deeper.
Seeds of redemption.
Nothing exempt from resurrection.
Root, nurture, bloom in the soil of love.
“He spent too much of his time responding to disasters that never happened.”― Ann Cleeves, The Heron’s Cry