For the Infinite has sowed his name in the heavens in burning stars, but on the earth He has sowed his name in tender flowers.
Jean PaulJoy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
Jean PaulFor the Infinite has sowed his name in the heavens in burning stars, but on the earth He has sowed his name in tender flowers.
Jean PaulJoy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
Jean Paul