Mount Zion

I sit still… Amidst hollow landscapes the air breaths spring tunes, as ancients from length of days. I sit still… Watching sun blushing early morn; day passes beneath the moon settles, as aged earth lingers and groans. ‚ÄúThen the moon shall be confounded, And the sun ashamed, when the Lord of host Shall reign inContinue reading “Mount Zion”