Egypt Loved The Lotus Because It Never

I Moved My Arms Through The Water, Feeling Them Float On The Surface, Watching The Waves And Wake That Followed My Gesture. Here Was Magic, I Thought. Here Was Something Holy.

It Was One Of Those Perfect Fall Days When The Air Is Cool Enough To Wake You Up But The Sun Is Also Kissing Your Face.

The Bible - It's Sort Of The Other Person In The Room. There's This Book, The Reader, And The Bible.

Death Is No Enemy, But The Foundation Of Gratitude, Sympathy, And Art. Of All Life's Pleasures, Only Love Owes No Debt To Death.

Of All Life's Pleasures, Only Love Owes No Debt To Death.