Solitude is the garden for our hearts, which yearn for love. It is the place where our aloneness can bear fruit.
-Henri Nouwen
Solitude this morning shines
On a cool wind in troubled times
It may not work the way you think
Things can change before you blink
As we don't know what all this is
Could they be blessings, or curses?
Don't decide which, right away
There are still many parts in play
And you never know what the day will bring
When you give Jesus your life in offering
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