After hard times

Poem by Reg Naulty

Patience comes first in that dark night;
slowly, peace rises in the inward mind,
then all the world around
exhibits what there is, quiet and profound,
disclosing itself as an offering;
the soul appreciates what is offered.

Then human company comes,
a glad addition, a part of home,
and all is bathed in peace, softly,
which the mind recognizes clearly,
and the glory of existence is known.

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