Ancient words now sung
Prayers chanted, incense rising
Candlelit stone walls
So many memories within cathedral walls. Chanted prayer always makes my heart soar. Gently, though, like a bird on the wing. Not garish as a jet.
Tag: prayer
My offering: a small prayerÂ
So much suffering
Offering up a small prayer
Holding back the tide?
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 