Human lovemay it be the miracle workerof this Universe.It casts hatreds into the abyss.May the Planet be cleansed…
The Miracle Worker




Human lovemay it be the miracle workerof this Universe.It casts hatreds into the abyss.May the Planet be cleansed…
I would not want love to be lukewarm. Nor a twig to shiver at the rustling.
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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