No one listens, they tell me, and so I listen...
and I tell them what they have just told me,
and I sit in silence listening to them,
letting them grieve.
~ Julian of Norwich
Surely the holy one is not deaf.
He hears the delicate bells that ring
On the feet of an insect as it walks.
He hears the delicate bells that ring
On the feet of an insect as it walks.