Though we walk this humble path alone
How fragile is the heart
Give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars
Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumble hopes, etched with fear
And help me rise above these earthly cares…
~Loreena Mckennitt
Shadows fall on the Gothic architecture of the Dowd Chapel of the Immaculate Conception.
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