And yet, each morning, the sun rises in the eastern sky - and each morning Eothas illuminates my simple plot of land, casting away the shadows of the unfaithful in His golden gaze. I thank thee, Eothas for all the springs I've had, and all that will come. I am in darkness, please bring me light.
November 16, 2025 at 2:15 PM
And yet, each morning, the sun rises in the eastern sky - and each morning Eothas illuminates my simple plot of land, casting away the shadows of the unfaithful in His golden gaze. I thank thee, Eothas for all the springs I've had, and all that will come. I am in darkness, please bring me light.