No Thing
One day there will be no day No thing To call me back Because it and I exist. Only being
Tag: Poetry
The River and the Bridge X
St. Teresa of Avila once wrote of seeing Jesus with the ‘eyes of her heart’. Was she deluded? Was she
The River and the Bridge IX
As we grow we lose innocence, or at least lose touch with it. We begin to become more aware of
The River and the Bridge VIII
If our experience of Love is to be true and full, it will be about more than just our own
The River and the Bridge VII
On the journey into Love’s experience we can reach moments where our experience of Love begins to challenge the influence