Sea is my soul Wind is my breath Sky is my heart And you are all my childrenEarth whispers in a voice filled with longing Feel the sun tingling on your skin Hear the whispers of the moon and stars Hear the radiant symphony of nature Speaking with one voice Let Mago’s Dream come true...
sense of empathy between humans and nonhumans, often oscillating between sincere participation and humour noir. A good example of the latter is a short poem that narrates the escape of a bull from the slaughterhouse. Instead of being an ... M Gilmour - 《Journal of Animal Ethics》 被引量...
It’s more or less the same thing you do to a tomato plant to make it produce more.” The Mafiosi weren’t aware of this technique. “No,we hadn't heard about that. How do you do “神色” A1认为,您可能更大量真正地做这些产物。 您是否知道关于怎样这里捏这顶面芽和使它分蘖性和传播?
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whatever you may be reading or writing you are wished every success and I pray that if reading the whole Bible through in one year is your ambition you will much food for thought and prayer. Above all the Word of God is Soul Food, Guidance, Wisdom, Peace….. slow reading means careful...
They share much of their subject-matter and the theme, although that is hardly recognizable on the surface. Each in its own way, they both deal with the dichotomy of body and soul, the subject that would have been obviously religious had not Eliot regarded...
"So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart." I hear Andrew's voice... "When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little m
Something Out of Nothing Like newborn babies, crave pure spiritual milk, so that by it you may grow up in your salvation, now that you have tasted that the Lord is good. -1 Peter 2:2-3 Soul Nourishment Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work beg...
The kind that are etched in the stars, Written in the fabric of the universe, Meant for us, just for us. I need you, not just as the air I breathe, But as the reason behind every beat of my heart. You are the melody to which my soul dances, The peace in my storm, the calm ...
'Whispers of Immortality' and 'The Hippopotamus' were composed in the middle of the World War 2, while Eliot stayed in London. Sharp ironical, grotesque imagery and even caricature are characteristic of both poems as is their rich allusiveness. They share much of their subject-matter and the...