Sensual

How beautiful you are, my love, how very beautiful! Your hair is like goats along the hills; your teeth are like shorn ewes that have been washed; your lips are like a crimson thread—so lovely; your cheeks are like pomegranate halves. (Song of Songs 4:1-3) Sure, maybe...

Lent 17 (Spring)

I beg you, by the gazelles and the wild does, loose your heavy cloak of winter and brave the first delicate steps that will send you bounding over snow drifts and dancing beneath dull gray skies. I urge you, by the red-tailed hawk and the house wren, be...

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