Water to bless from child to elder,
Wooden pews,
Kneelers padded,
Beeswax candle’s soft glow.
A place of quiet in a world of noise,
To think, push worries forward to the I Am.
Comfort in familiar, to touch, to taste Infinity.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Water to bless from child to elder,
Wooden pews,
Kneelers padded,
Beeswax candle’s soft glow.
A place of quiet in a world of noise,
To think, push worries forward to the I Am.
Comfort in familiar, to touch, to taste Infinity.