There is nothing the body suffers the soul may not profit by.
There is nothing the body suffers the soul may not profit by.
There is nothing the body suffers that the soul may not profit by.
We are sons of yesterday, not of the morning. The past is our mortal mother, no dead thing. Our future constantly reflects her to the soul.
My soul is arrowy to the light in you.
Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul when hot for certainties in this our life!
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories