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life as a vapor
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Hush! Hush! see how the Baby slumbers; Hush! Hush! see how the Baby sleeps!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
evergreen have its branches been, It is king of all the woodland scene.
dance first. think later. It's the natural order.
Ballet is not just movement, not simply abstract. It’s something beautiful. Sometimes there’s this feeling in the movement that makes me want to cry.
-Nina Ananiashvili, The Ballet Book-
Saturday, November 28, 2009
his arms of love and mercy are round about thee still.
teach us how to love each other, lift us to the joy divine.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Coram Deo, Coram Deo all of my life embraced in your holy gaze.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
by thy birth, thy cross, and passion by thy tears of deep compassion by thy mighty intercession.
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