It Is In The Doing Of The Thing That The Blessing Comes Poem by Shalom Freedman

It Is In The Doing Of The Thing That The Blessing Comes



It is in the doing of the thing that the blessing comes
I am writing this now as if it were a gift
So much we do in life is like this
We can't and we can't
And we wait and we hesitate
And we are guilty and powerless
But once we have begun
And once we are moving in it
We flow through work as if it were
Own inner rhapsody.

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Shalom Freedman

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