Spiritism

Tag: Noon

  • Midday

    Midday

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    by

    Jenny Patrick
    in

    [ad_1] The tall curtains billow with presences coming and going, inconceivable to substantiate. Whispered voices congregate at midday. Is there any phrase from the Lord? Is there any phrase from the useless? Is there any phrase from the dying? Is there any phrase from the residing? The curtains rise and fall like wings. Is the…