It is finished, is never said of us
I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me
Grant me, O Lord, a sunny mind-Thy windy will to bear!
At least to pray is left - is left Oh Jesus - in the Air - I know not which thy chamber is - I'm knocking everywhere.
Beauty is just a light switch away...'click!' Beauty is not caused. It is.
Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.