Dec 29, 2013 17:01
I'm at my father and stepmother's in Santa Fe. Dad is a poetry junkie so, instead of magazines in the bathrooms, he has books of poetry. One of my favorites is a volume of Rabindranath Tagore... very short poems with lots of meaning.
This one, in particular, moved me:
Let me not grope in vain in the dark
but keep my mind still in the faith
that the day will break
and truth will appear
in its simplicity.