The Beloved's heart is burning for me. Its flame has turned the Earth's harvest into ashes. A candle put a fire in the heart of this slave, such a candle that it has made a soul of iron and stone melt like a candle. (more…)
The Beloved's heart is burning for me. Its flame has turned the Earth's harvest into ashes. A candle put a fire in the heart of this slave, such a candle that it has made a soul of iron and stone melt like a candle. (more…)