"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
Sunday, December 13, 2020
In the Silent Pause Till You Hear
Where the world does not reach with its clamour and cry
And there in the silence pause, till you hear
Your innermost self and the God that is nigh.
-Gustav Melbey
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