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pain…

pain…

Your pain is the breaking of the shell
that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must
break,that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must
you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in
wonder
at the daily miracles of your life, your
pain
would not seem less wondrous than
your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of
your
heart, even as you have always
accepted
the seasons that pass over your
fields.
And you would watch with serenity
through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the
physician within you heals your sick
self.
Therefore trust the physician, and
drink
his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard,
is guided
by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn
your lips,
has been fashioned of the clay which
the Potter
has moistened with His own sacred
tears.