Wednesday, November 3, 2010

There was a man 
Who dwelt in the East
Centuries ago
And now I cannot
Look at a sheep
Or a sparrow
Or a wheat field
Or a bird or a sunset
A vineyard
Or a mountain
Without thinking
Of Him.

G. K. Chesterton

1 comment:

Violet Lemay said...

beautiful stuff, C. Praying for your trip (still!!) Just think, after all of that prayer... wow! Can't wait to hear. :-)