There is no room for God in him who is full of himself -- Hasidic saying
TURMOIL AND MERCY With my head in a spin From all the thoughts within Praying for respite From long days and nights As sanity was about to fade A spark of light Shone through the glade Just as turmoil was about to take hold Mercy took pity on my soul Desperation finally taking a back seat I found... Sign in to see full entry.