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A poem by Etty Hillesum

It has been a long time since I posted anything, I guess some time was needed to fill this creative vessel ;)


This morning as I was opening my little book, 'Taking Time to Just Be' the page with this poem opened:

Such words as "god" and "death" and "suffering" and "eternity" are best forgotten. 
 We have to become as simple and as wordless 
as the growing corn or the falling rain 
We must just be.
Etty Hillesum

I don't know about you but for me, 'to just be' is sometimes quite hard, there is always something to do, some project, some thoughts, some poem, some painting.
But the moments when it happens, when I am just in that moment, everything just brightens up, there is a peacefulness within, a golden moment....


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