Therese Trinko:
Do not spoil the wonder with haste!
Therese Trinko:
Your Strength
Therese Trinko:
Even the sea and the wind
Therese Trinko:
My Temple
Therese Trinko:
Begin to Live
Therese Trinko:
Begin Now
Therese Trinko:
What do we value?
Therese Trinko:
Wonders
Therese Trinko:
Worlds that Never Were
Therese Trinko:
He saw the city and wept over it
Therese Trinko:
A House of Prayer/A Den of Thieves
Therese Trinko:
But being blind, believed
Therese Trinko:
Guardado en su nombre
Therese Trinko:
Take this cup away from me
Therese Trinko:
Like drops of blood
Therese Trinko:
Carrying the Cross Himself
Therese Trinko:
Ecce Homo
Therese Trinko:
The Burial
Therese Trinko:
He is Risen
Therese Trinko:
Repeatedly Returning
Therese Trinko:
Strangeness within
Therese Trinko:
“Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.”
Therese Trinko:
"Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars"
Therese Trinko:
Gentle Indifference
Therese Trinko:
¿No estoy yo aquí que soy tu Madre?
Therese Trinko:
Rejoice at its Beauty
Therese Trinko:
Change Often
Therese Trinko:
Born a Woman
Therese Trinko:
"Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things"
Therese Trinko:
La belleza
