Gather my broken fragments to a whole,
As these four quarters make a shining day.
Into thy basket, for my golden bowl,
Take up the things that I have cast away
In vice or indolence or unwise play.
Let mine be a merry, all-receiving heart,
But make it a whole, with light in every part.
George Macdonald, Diary of an Old Soul [1880]
Waw, kata-katanya.."with light in every part" amazing.
BalasHapus@Psalm: yep, this one is a good writing! :)
BalasHapus