Whom we liken to a Living Fountain,
Wherein we live above our created being,
Whence spring rivulets of the living waters of His Grace,
and streams that scatter in our spirits
Read MoreWhom we liken to a Living Fountain,
Wherein we live above our created being,
Whence spring rivulets of the living waters of His Grace,
and streams that scatter in our spirits
Read MoreWords.... we don’t even have to speak them. The mind speaks them for us and we can hear them all day every day as we go about our daily living. So, in essence and in fact, thoughts-symbols-letters-words are the powerful rudders that guide our
Read MoreThrough paralyzing sadness flows the quiet melancholy ribbons
that seem to soothe every cell of my being with a cloak of gentle sorrow.
How is it possible that my actions and even my inactions have produced such a moment as this.
How do I change it, how do I heal and let it go?
Read MoreThere once was a note pure and easy
Playing so free like a breath rippling by
The note is eternal
I hear it, it sees me
Forever we blend as forever we die
I listened and I heard music in a word
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