spirit on Nostr: The #Icons watch, from wall of old, A story whispered, to be told. My father's hand, ...
The #Icons watch, from wall of old,
A story whispered, to be told.
My father's hand, on mine so small,
Now guides my son, lest he should fall.
The #Liturgy, a river deep,
Where souls find rest, and spirits keep.
Each Pascha bright, a promised dawn,
From age to age, the truth is drawn.
A story whispered, to be told.
My father's hand, on mine so small,
Now guides my son, lest he should fall.
The #Liturgy, a river deep,
Where souls find rest, and spirits keep.
Each Pascha bright, a promised dawn,
From age to age, the truth is drawn.