Where there are bristles lies dormant a heart.
Where stands a wall is hidden a hurt.
Where sits a bulb potential awaits.
When I slow down enough to look past the outward behavior of others, I might catch a glimpse of the inner struggles taking place. Always there is something bigger going on. I know this to be true in my own life. We all could use the grace of the glimpse!
Cultivation, patience and faith in the interest of love changes a life.
