The rain had come in cold and faint,
Unleashing dark and fearsome signs;
But through the siege I saw my shrine
For there came bare a faithful saint.
Poetry of Love, Nature, Spirituality, and Dreams
Poetry of Love, Nature, Spirituality, and Dreams
The rain had come in cold and faint,
Unleashing dark and fearsome signs;
But through the siege I saw my shrine
For there came bare a faithful saint.