Sunday, July 12, 2009
“Silence is the universal refuge...a balm to our every chagrin" ~ Thoreau
Hushed Within the leavings of a moon-kissed evening or in the depth and breadth of a summer dawn we are captured and adhered by thoughts that spin or tumble in a low rumble or move gently and methodically through and around our minds And there, stilled and silenced, we are muted by the prayers we...
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