Prayer for Eloquence I wash my face In the nine rays of the Sun, As a goddess might bathe her child In the rich fermented milk. (…) Continue reading… Share this:Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)