T.S. Elliot on Waiting

A  very good friend quoted to me the first line of this poem.

Here is the rest of the verse:

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope

For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love

For love would be love of the wrong thing: there is yet faith

But the faith and the hope and the love are all in the waiting

Wait without thought, for you are not yet ready for thought:

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

                                                                               T.S. Elliot  Four Quarters, ‘East Coker”,