The rain is falling softly,
I listen deeply to the sorrow within myself.
Please go to sleep, my dear little pain.
Let me embrace you tenderly and let my
in-breath and out-breath continue to lull
you to sleep.
Day and night I water the seeds of compassion
and forgiveness, so that tomorrow the
flowers of joy can bloom.
Go to sleep, my little knots; tomorrow there
will be a transformation and we shall be
able to help love to be reborn again.
Thich Nhat Hahn-