Back of the sound broods the silence, back of the gift stands the giving; Back of the hand that receives thrill the sensitive nerves of receiving.
Never a daisy that grows, but a mystery guideth the growing; Never a river that flows, but a majesty scepters the flowing. - Richard Realf
Never a daisy that grows, but a mystery guideth the growing; Never a river that flows, but a majesty scepters the flowing.
- Richard Realf
Into the statue that breathes, the soul of the sculptor is bidden. - Richard Realf
Into the statue that breathes, the soul of the sculptor is bidden.
Great are the symbols of Being, But that which is symboled is greater; Vast the create and beheld, But vaster the Inward Creator. - Richard Realf
Great are the symbols of Being, But that which is symboled is greater; Vast the create and beheld, But vaster the Inward Creator.
Back of the sound broods the silence, back of the gift stands the giving; Back of the hand that receives thrill the sensitive nerves of receiving. - Richard Realf
Fair are the flowers and the children, but their subtle suggestion is fairer; Rarer is the roseburst of dawn, but the secret that clasps it rarer; Sw… - Richard Realf
Fair are the flowers and the children, but their subtle suggestion is fairer; Rarer is the roseburst of dawn, but the secret that clasps it rarer; Sw…
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