So much to do, but the snow falls softly and the silent forest calls.

The Fruit of Silence

The fruit of silence is prayer.
The fruit of prayer is faith.
The fruit of faith is love.
The fruit of love is service.
The fruit of service is peace.

~ Mother Theresa

~ Latvian composer Pēteris Vasks’ setting Of Mother Theresa’s poem

 

The season of rest lingers.

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