From our blog
- 14 Mar Principles in the Alphabet:
- 06 Mar Falling in love with the Old - Part 2
- 27 Feb Falling in love with the Old - Part 1
- 20 Feb Be Challenged
- 13 Feb God is Here
From the place where we are right, flowers will never grow in the spring.
The place where we are right, is hard and trampled like a yard.
But doubts and loves dig up the world like a mole, a plow.
And a whisper will be heard in the place where the ruined house once stood.
