That morning in Salzburg, lulled by the subtle chants of anonymous nuns, I felt a presence I'd never felt before. Peace and beauty spilled forth from a closed room at Nonnberg Abbey, meeting each of us in tenderness.
That morning in Salzburg, lulled by the subtle chants of anonymous nuns, I felt a presence I'd never felt before. Peace and beauty spilled forth from a closed room at Nonnberg Abbey, meeting each of us in tenderness.
