“All I know is that
prayer constructs a velvet bridge
And walking it we are aloft, as on a springboard,
Above landscapes the color of ripe gold
Transformed by a magic stopping of the sun.”—Polish-American poet, critic, translator and Nobel Literature laureate Czeslaw Milosz (1911-2004), “On Prayer”
And walking it we are aloft, as on a springboard,
Above landscapes the color of ripe gold
Transformed by a magic stopping of the sun.”—Polish-American poet, critic, translator and Nobel Literature laureate Czeslaw Milosz (1911-2004), “On Prayer”
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