“In her all longings mix and meet;
Dumb souls through her are eloquent;
She feels the earth beneath her feet
Vibrate in passionate intent;
Through her our tides of feeling roll
And find their God within her soul.”
The Contemplative Soul.
“In her all longings mix and meet;
Dumb souls through her are eloquent;
She feels the earth beneath her feet
Vibrate in passionate intent;
Through her our tides of feeling roll
And find their God within her soul.”
The Contemplative Soul.