I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope

For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without

love

For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet

faith

but the faith and the love and the hope are all in the

waiting.

Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the

dancing.


T.S.ELLIOT