My 900th Post! (a reflection on the holiness of metaphor...etc.)

There Is No Language Where Their Voice Is Not Heard/Pretty Isn’t Beautiful

The heavens declare the glory of God;

And the firmament sheweth his handywork.

Day unto day uttereth speech,

And night unto night sheweth knowledge. 

There is no speech nor language,

Where their voice is not heard.

-Psalm 19: 1-3

All things are beautiful, Mother:

All trees, all towers bea…