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Pax in te the young monk said during Mass his hands touched mine sign of peace, trees swayed in the early morning breeze by the South wall, Il vento è il respiro di Dio the Italian monk said as we stood gazing at the trees, I cleaned the toilets after Terce bucket and mop and cloths the smell of disinfectant in the air, Dieu est amour Dom Charles said l'amour de Dieu est aussi dans sa création we had arranged flowers by the statue de la mère de Dieu, in some cases silence is dangerous St Ambrose said Gareth related as we sat on the private beach of the abbey, the bells tolled for Vespers George and I pulled as we were shown le campane sono la voce di Dio, incense in the church after Mass the sound of plainsong still in the air in echoes, der Glaube an Gott ist ein Akt des Willens the Austrian monk said I looked at him but was stumped by what he said, faith in God is an act of will Gareth said translating as he thought best, peace within no act of will just peace and rest.
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Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC
PAX IN TE MCMLXXI
Pax in te the young monk said during Mass his hands touched mine sign of peace, trees swayed in the early morning breeze by the South wall, Il vento è il respiro di Dio the Italian monk said as we stood gazing at the trees, I cleaned the toilets after Terce bucket and mop and cloths the smell of disinfectant in the air, Dieu est amour Dom Charles said l'amour de Dieu est aussi dans sa création we had arranged flowers by the statue de la mère de Dieu, in some cases silence is dangerous St Ambrose said Gareth related as we sat on the private beach of the abbey, the bells tolled for Vespers George and I pulled as we were shown le campane sono la voce di Dio, incense in the church after Mass the sound of plainsong still in the air in echoes, der Glaube an Gott ist ein Akt des Willens the Austrian monk said I looked at him but was stumped by what he said, faith in God is an act of will Gareth said translating as he thought best, peace within no act of will just peace and rest.
MONKS IN AN ABBEY 1971
TerryCollett
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Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC
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