. . .my dreams are the single unpredictable factor in my zoned days and nights. Nobody allots them or censors them. Dreams are all I have ever truly owned.
Do not turn to prayer only in times of grief suffering and rage. Make prayer a habit whether you are blissful or sorrowful serene or upset clear or confused.
May every voice proclaim thy praise.And every knee bow in thy presenceThe tangible promise of our faith.May thy Charity like a mantle Lift us to God on high.