Along the way, On this excursion of ours, There is a need for measure, An epicurean ability Without which The whole cavalcade Is rendered no more than A senseless orgy of beasts. A greedy manic rush, From room to room, In the castle of your dreams. So, each and every time You are so visited, Slowed and diverted By...
Learn MoreAs the years slip by… For every blissful balmy day, That once, as a child, Seemed so endless… Now there’s a pace And a harshness In the weather That it sometimes feels like Was never there before. And to think that Every crease In this kind landscape of ours Was once a vibrant river of sorts, Even if it...
Learn MoreEach of us orphans On this dizzy sphere, Initially cast adrift Without a mooring point. Even as infants, We hunt intuitively On the surface Of the kind natural world, That immediately enfolds us, For divine connection And it offers us just that, Even if only fleetingly. Weak as we are, It’s not...
Learn MoreClimb too enthusiastically Into a mirror of the self And you may never get out, Never escape the greedy maze Of its seductive stare. For myself, I understand I simply have to be And give, as best I can. And then just leave. Complicit in lingering too long? I hope not… Far better to focus...
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