For a moment of night we have a glimpse of ourselves and of our world islanded in a stream of stars - pilgrims of mortality, voyaging between horizons across the eternal seas of space and time
For a moment of night we have a glimpse of ourselves and of our world islanded in a stream of stars - pilgrims of mortality, voyaging between horizons across the eternal seas of space and time
Our civilization has fallen out of touch with night. With lights, we drive the holiness and beauty of night back to the forests and the sea the little villages, the crossroads even, will have none of it. Are modern folk, perhaps, afraid of night Do they fear that vast serenity, the mystery of infinite space, the austerity of stars.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories