God has two dwellings one in heaven and the other in a meek and thankful heart.
Those little nimble musicians of the air that warble forth their curious...
Discernment is God's call to intercession never to faultfinding.
The poem is a little myth of man's capacity of making life meaningful. And in the end the poem is not a thing we see-it is rather a light by which we may see-and what we see is life.
