
Just a quick snapshot of a little shrine in my house. The ivory crucifix I found in a junk shop in Holyhead and the stole in a shop in Bath. In the corner is a small icon of the Dormition of the Virgin.
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I feld Him down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways of my own mind; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him.
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