Oh, the comfort- the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person-
having neither to weigh thoughts, nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together;
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness,
blow the rest away.
blow the rest away.
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Just before sunset, Stainburn Forest |
Lovely words and very true!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your lovely comment on my blog, I really appreciate it. I've yet to visit Harrogate as I've heard it's very nice - maybe next time I'm in Yorkshire ;-)
Have a lovely evening xo