Trusting Uncertainty
So they followed their wandering paths, and the darkness served as their guide, and their doubts reassured them.
So they followed their wandering paths, and the darkness served as their guide, and their doubts reassured them.
And yet even while I was exulting in my solitude I became aware of a strange lack. I wished a companion to lie near me in the starlight, silent and not moving, but ever within touch. For there is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightly understood, is solitude made perfect.