• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 12
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In Hard Times

When thoughts snarl
Rife with treachery
And the heart
Is a well of sorrow
Remember you are always
Worthy of mercy
That the world stuns
With unstinting bounty
In wild places
And gardens both
Like sweet water
For every thirst
That we can find our way
Back to grace
In the work of making
With words and song
Seed and stone
Earth and imagination
Giving solace and shelter
To all who come
Into the open circle
Of our arms
The blessings of generosity
Our best foundation
Against the all devouring dark