This is one of the most beautiful, heart touching quotes ever for me-from a great soul, a towering figure in the world, few of his statute has walked the planet, a true gift to humanity -his memory lives on in his beautiful writings forever..... RIP dear heart
The world rests in the night. Trees, mountains, fields, and faces are released from the prison of shape and the burden of exposure. Each thing creeps back into its own nature within the shelter of the dark. Darkness is the ancient womb. Nighttime is womb-time. Our souls come out to play. The darkness absolves everything; the struggle for identity and impression falls away. We rest in the night.
John O'Donohue
Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom.
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