Monday, December 12, 2016
Today's OneWord: Moonlit
I rowed my tiny boat across the canal, where the moonlit cathedral rose like a white marble palace, its spires threatening to pierce the fragile black eggshell sky above. As my oars slapped the water, I could also hear an organ playing, faintly, as if from the catacombs. People were singing in Latin. The great new spiritual uprising had begun.