“Hidden in the heart of things thou art nourishing seeds into… — Rabindranath Tagore

Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.

Clouds come floating into my life, not to usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky.

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.

Hidden in the heart of things thou art nourishing seeds into sprouts, buds into… — Rabindranath Tagore