The sun's eye Is fierce at noon; Thou and I Will rest full soon. And new strength New work will meet; Till, at length, Long rest is sweet.

Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life. All it needs from you is that you take care not to trample on it.

When we first wake up and before we go to sleep are examples of such times.