I needed to be reminded. And this morning, when I opened up Anam Cara by John O'Donohue, I was.
The poem he quotes is by a Welsh poet, R. S. Thomas. The Bright Field R.S Thomas I have seen the light break through to illuminate a small field for a while and gone my way and forgotten it. But that was the pearl of great prize, the one field that had the treasure in it. I realize now that I must give all that I have to possess it. Life is not hurrying on to a receding future nor hankering after an imagined past. It is the turning aside like Moses to the miracle of the lit bush. To a brightness that seems as transitory as your youth once but is that eternity that awaits you. Life is not hurrying on to a receding future nor hankering after an imagined past. That. It is the turning aside like Moses to the miracle of the lit bush. Yes, that.
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