" I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips."
"Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory." Isaiah 6:3
Taking pictures as a form of Worship. Every moment a gift. Pulsing with the Life of His Holiness. Given for us to delight in.... All because of - and for - His glory. So delight we must.
" I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips."
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