Anna Akhmatova
Poem Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold, Death’s great black wing scrapes the air, Misery gnaws to the bone. Why then …
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The Treasure
Mountains, a moment’s earth-waves rising and hollowing; the earth too’s an ephemerid; the stars – Short-lived as grass the stars …
Pax
All that matters is to be at one with the living God to be a creature win the house of …
Starry Night
Poem Ah, not to be cut off, not through the slightest partition shut out from the law of the stars. …
Two Kwakiutl Women’s Prayers
Prayer of a Woman in Charge of Berry Picking I come to you, The one to whom I now pray, …
The Bodhisattva
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not …
White Jasmine Lord
So long as this breath fills your nostrils, Why seek out fragrant flowers? Peaceful, compassionate, patient, already your own master, …
View of Spring
Another Spring White birds over the grey river. Scarlet flowers on the green hills. I watch the Spring go by …
Remembering the Sacred Self 