How I long to see among dawn flowers the face of God.
— Basho
This longing is a holy thing, a compass pointing us in the direction of the eternal and the fullness of life, the completion of our dreams.
— Wayne Teasdale, The Mystic HoursHow I long to see among dawn flowers the face of God.
— Basho
This longing is a holy thing, a compass pointing us in the direction of the eternal and the fullness of life, the completion of our dreams.
— Wayne Teasdale, The Mystic Hours