SHOOTING STAR

Once I was a child staring in wonder into the night to see my shooting star to which I would confide my heart’s prayer What beautiful gem is a child’s prayer Its innocence is itself a wonder sparkling as brightly as the brightest star. Alas! a shooting star is never a star It never hadContinue reading “SHOOTING STAR”

A ROSE BY THE LIVING WATERS

“By a voice he saith: Hear me, ye divine offspring, and bud forth as the rose planted by the brooks of waters. [18] Give ye a sweet odour as frankincense. [19] Send forth flowers, as the lily, and yield a smell, and bring forth leaves in grace, and praise with canticles, and bless the LordContinue reading “A ROSE BY THE LIVING WATERS”