Evening Prayer (Celtic)
Evening Prayer Let no thought come to my heart, Let no ruffle come to my spirit, that is hurtful to …
Evening Prayer Let no thought come to my heart, Let no ruffle come to my spirit, that is hurtful to …
“If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, …
Plight Rust eats the bus an incurable illness. Hanging street lights cocked broken heads in morbid kind of merriment framed …