GUIDANCE - by R.H. Grenville
Behold the spinner of the dawn:
how fine her fragile threads are drawn,
without a pattern or a plan
apparent to the eyes of man.
Shall wisdom, that could so impart
tuition to a spider's heart
to form this lacey filagree,
in time of need, not tutor me?
Shall this, the pattern of my days,
not yet evolve in lovely ways,
revealing, when the whole is shown,
a purpose greater than my own?
Pace e bene,
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