The path of finding compassion, again.
“At times I almost dream.
I too have spent a life the sage’s way.
And tread once more familiar paths.
Perchance I’ve perished in an arrogant self-reliance
an age ago, and in that act of prayer
for one more chance went up so earnest, so…
Instinct with better light let in by death
that life was blotted out not so completely,
but scattered wrecks, enough of it to remain
dim memories. As now, one seems
the goal in sight again.”
~Paracelsus, Robert Browning