I am the vase of God, he fills me to the brim. He is the ocean deep, contained I am in Him.Angelus SilesiusShellby Elece HollisAbandoned ocean-floor house,Washed clean and forsaken On the waiting sand,Eternally echoing the voices of the sea;Ruin of a once-happy home, Roof sagging in,Windows gone—children gone,Silent with daffodilsStill nodding each spring;Short dress—without sleeves,Worn pretty... Continue Reading →