Saturday, January 6, 2007

1-6-2007

Words, and even paintings can sometimes strike a resonant chord, helping us hear that ancient and heavenly song which the morning stars sang together. Let's not get to settled in, to satisfied with the good things down here on earth. They are only the tinkling sounds of the orchestra warming up. The real song is about to break into a heavenly symphony and it's prelude is only a few moments away.

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