A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
Let life be a deep let-go. See God opening millions of flowers every day without forcing the buds.
He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyes and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.
et me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it.