On Healing Wings: May I be poor, afflicted, despised and have thy blessing, rather than be successful in enterprise, or have more than my heart can wish, or be admired by my fellow-men, if thereby these things make me forget thee.
May I regard the world as dreams, lies, vanities, vexation of spirit, and desires to depart from it. And may I seek my happiness in thy favour, image, presence, service.
—The Valley of Vision
(Source: cierabgardner)
Via Prone to Wander
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