The best prayer is to rest in the goodness of God knowing that that goodness can reach right down to our lowest depths of need.
~ Julian of Norwich
This is the last year.
There will be no other,
but heartless nature
seemingly relents.
Never has a winter sun
spilled so much light,
never have so many flowers
dared such early bloom.
The air is brilliant, sharp.
Never have I taken
such long, long breaths.