Wild Geese

One does not have to be what one is not, Just let yourself be what you are. No struggle, no painful attempts To do penance- going on your knees Or striving to be good. Just love being what you are, If you despair about things,confide it to her, and she will tell you she also despairs about things. Nature goes on- the rain drops fall on the meadows, the landscapes, the grass grows and right into the rivers. When all this is happening, it is evening and the wild geese are flying home. You may be lost, you may be sad and lonely, but the unchanging world, strikes you as being exciting, though harsh. 
The world goes on even the same you only have to take your place as a member of the world's family.

- Sister Josna