In the silence of the hallowed halls, Where whispers of the past softly call, The echoes of prayers linger still,…
Beneath the ancient canopy, where shadows softly play, A whisper calls from earth to sky, inviting us to stay. The…
In the quiet whispers of the morning light, His love descends, pure and bright. A gentle touch upon the weary…
In the quiet of night, when stars softly gleam, A whisper of God flows like a gentle stream. Through the…
In the quiet of the silent morn, When the world is still and dreams are born, I find a light…
In the quiet hall where echoes sing, The ancient hymns of ages past, The light through stained glass softly rings,…
In silence, the heart finds its way, Through shadows cast by doubt and fear, A gentle light begins to sway,…
In the silence of the morning’s grace, A gentle whisper calls my name. Guided by the unseen embrace, I find…