Hornworm: Autumn Lamentation (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
Since that first morning when I crawled into the world, a naked grubby thing, and found the world unkind, my ...
Since that first morning when I crawled into the world, a naked grubby thing, and found the world unkind, my ...
The Spirit, the fire the power of God descending the Roar of that wind bringing fear to their hearts God ...
Commissioned as he was baptized like him with the Holy Spirit like a dove descending, the flames alighting on us ...
Like the tongues of fire alighting on me the touch of his hand comforting, calming my spirit feeling the guiding ...
The Spirit descending not as a dove sentient flames of the Spirit alighting on each one of us Coming to ...
Like a hurricane, coming straight for them a thundering rush of wind, piercing the night so was the entrance of ...
The curtain, the fabric cut, heaven exposed, revealed to the one rising from the Jordan the one Son of God ...
(In the Crowd) Standing on the side of the river we watched, John standing in the water preaching to all, ...
Timid followers, disciples in the spirit sharing the words of power, of truth, hope of the savior, transformed by the ...
The savior of the world, the one we had hoped for, the Messiah we prayed for his coming, held in ...
Coming up out of the water out of the River Jordan Heaven opened to him He saw God descend the ...
They were changed in an instant, descended upon by the Spirit as if by tongues of fire Flames of transformation, ...
Within my Garden, rides a Bird Upon a single Wheel -- Whose spokes a dizzy Music make As 'twere a ...
One of the ones that Midas touched Who failed to touch us all Was that confiding Prodigal The reeling Oriole ...
How News must feel when travelling If News have any Heart Alighting at the Dwelling 'Twill enter like a Dart! ...
A Bee his burnished Carriage Drove boldly to a Rose -- Combinedly alighting -- Himself -- his Carriage was -- ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, then I was dead, Though, like a stone, ...
In Baltimore there lived a boy. He wasn't anybody's joy. Although his name was Jabez Dawes, His character was full ...
Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couched with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to ...
Fairest! put on a while These pinions of light I bring thee, And o'er thy own green isle In fancy ...
Has sorrow thy young days shaded, As clouds o'er the morning fleet? Too fast have those young days faded That, ...
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