Slow Cure

by Peter Saint-Andre

The deepest, lasting changes
Are made in tiny doses.
It's hard to grasp how strange is
My nature and how close is

What's here to what will be.
If I can but adjust
My smallest deeds, I'll see
That what is great just must

Emerge most slowly in
The things I longest do.
By sloughing off old skin,
I keep my spirit new.

(cf. Daybreak, §462, §534, §573)

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