Teach Me Some Melodious Sonnet
I found a little old book on the shelves of the Pasadena House of Prayer (PiHop) last night. Dear Madeleine’s A Cry Like a Bell. I sat on pillows on the floor, turning hurried pages. My eyebrows were tall all throughout that worship set.
(I didn’t mean to mis-write, and then strike the “pain.” But looking back, it seems appropriate.)