J. H. Stober
Every day, my community delights and frets me.
Each soul, different tone of our cord, alone—reflects me.
I pray for the healing of all that I see.
For freedom, for loving, for simply to be.
Every day, my community delights and frets me.
Each soul, different tone of our cord, alone—reflects me.
I pray for the healing of all that I see.
For freedom, for loving, for simply to be.