February Newsletter
Kiran, your words and photograph brought to mind Gerard Manly Hopkins’ “God’s Grandeur”:
“And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.”
B
Beautiful, and so apt! Thank you!
I’m thinking about Job.
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Kiran, your words and photograph brought to mind Gerard Manly Hopkins’ “God’s Grandeur”:
“And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.”
B
Beautiful, and so apt! Thank you!
I’m thinking about Job.
Say more!