Blessed sister, holy mother, spirit of the fountain,

        spirit of the garden,

Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood

Teach us to care and not to care

Teach us to sit still

Even among these rocks.

Our peace in his will

And even among these rocks

Sister, mother,

And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea

Suffer me not to be separated

And let my cry come unto Thee.

 

       T.S. Eliot

 

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