Week One
There was a door to which I had no key,
There was a veil past which I could not see,
Then to heaven itself I cried
What lamp has destiny to guide her struggling children in the dark?
Understanding Know Thyself!
the wee small voice replied
— Apologies to Omar
From Key to Yourself by Dr. Venice Bloodworth.
Week Two
All is in the silence waiting to be brought,
Forth to form and substance by the builder. Thought,
That is how God Fashioned everything he wrought,
Everything you long for, in the Silence wait,
Yours the power to shape them either soon or late,
But be very careful how you form your fate.
– Ella Wheeler Wilcox