387 – Sound of Dewdrops

This morning I watched the dewdrops falling on the flowers, but their footsteps could not be heard. How peacefully, how silently, and with so much love, were the dewdrops falling. Godliness descends in just the same way when the heart is ready. You realize that it is happening only when it has arrived.


Aim Hrim Klim

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