in stillness the dancing

I said to my soul, be still …

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing

Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning

The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry,

The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy …

T.S. Eliot

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