A voice had begun to sing…… Sometimes he almost thought it was coming out of the earth beneath them. Its lower notes were deep enough to be the voice of the earth itself …..it was beyond comparison the most beautiful noise he had ever heard……it seemed to him that the stars were singing.
The voice of Aslan singing Narnia into being – from C.S.Lewis’s ‘The Magician’s Nephew.
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As the evening clouds gather round the setting sun, we close the curtains and withdraw into the warmth inside and wonder, with Wordsworth and Mahler, what the future holds for our troubled world.
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A February sunset casts an elegant shadow of the Magdalene College tower on the still water of the flooded college water-meadow. Even amidst the serious side of this academic city and seat of learning there is much creativity in the air here for poets, writers and all who are willing to let their imagination flow in this beautiful place.
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Seen from a distance you soon see why this ancient seat of learning is justly named the ‘City of dreaming spires’. But Oxford is also a city of dreams and dreamers. Continue reading “City of Dreaming Spires”
A Listening Heart 