Poem : The Retreat by Henry Vaughan

Angel Infancy

Happy those early days! when I Shin’d in my angel-infancy. Before I understood this place Appoint’d for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy ought But a white, celestial thought, When yet I had not walk’d above A mile, or two, from my first love, And looking back (at that short space,) Could … Read more

Pursue Your Vision

Pursue Your Vision

I can visualize an old man sitting out side a tent, under an oak tree in the heat of the day. The old man is Abraham. Abraham had wandered in the deserts of Middle East for almost a decade. He wandered based on a single promise, made by a God unknown to his forefathers. He risked every … Read more