Randolph Avenue on a quiet summer’s evening. Or, next time I’ll bring a lens hood to hide the glare from the street lamps. “Turn ye away from all that is on earth and seek none else but Me. I am the Sun of Wisdom and the Ocean of Knowledge. I cheer the faint and revive…
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“Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.” ― Song of Solomon 2:17
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Flower in one hand, phone in the other. “O Brother! Not every sea hath pearls; not every branch will flower, nor will the nightingale sing thereon. Then, ere the nightingale of the mystic paradise repair to the garden of God, and the rays of the heavenly morning return to the Sun of Truth-make thou an…
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