Evensong
#10399:
The mind of the poet gives form to images of wonder and awe that dwell in the heart - thus is gained passage to the realm of the Unicorn...
#10400:
At sunrise the heart quickens with the prospects of what becomes the day...
#10401:
In that time of twilight, shadows lengthen and anticipation grows - it is a time for recounting the day, and of hope for the morrow...
#10402:
With the birth of a child, it is always spring...
#10403:
Every heart is filled with song - not all can sing, but it is possible for the life-lived to carry the melody, and in tune...
"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart..."
~ Helen Keller.
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