Cloistered
To-night the little girl-nun died.
Her hands were laid
Across her breast; the last sun…
Her hands were laid
Across her breast; the last sun…
Afterlife
The Hope Of My Heart
“Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine.”
I left, to earth, a little…
Beyond the Stars
Three days I heard them grieve when I lay dead,
(It was so strange to…
(It was so strange to…