A friend sent us this poem by Tagore on the front of a Christmas card....I've been thinking about it all day.....tidying up my house.....getting ready for Christmas....making a chocolate chestnut roulade.... warming up sesame cheese biscuits for friends coming to tea....reading a Christmas letter to my husband - translating/simplifying it.....listening to a report on the news about American veterans wounded in Afghanistan....22 veterans commit suicide every day......
Faith
is the
bird
that
sings
to the
dawn
while
it is
still
dark.
Tagore.
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