A field of wonder; a meadow of delights.
Yet the inquiry, the fascination, is within. How my feet press the ground! How my breath feels as it slips in and out!
Lord, let me bring wonder and delight to my every move.
(Letter #3,790)
A field of wonder; a meadow of delights.
Yet the inquiry, the fascination, is within. How my feet press the ground! How my breath feels as it slips in and out!
Lord, let me bring wonder and delight to my every move.
(Letter #3,790)