What a slender tightrope It is we tread Between disgrace And redemption. When, such as we are, And, but for our fear, We know ourselves Capable of deeds Most glorious And most terrible too. Best not to dwell On this though, Nor on the notion Of restraint For that matter! Our eager spirits Already dimmed Too often By notions Of just such A...
Learn MoreIn between The doors To the known And the unknown, This where we can Get lost altogether, If we don’t take care. Our spirit Destined to wither, If we hesitate And let this miasma be. See how So many planets Timelessly Circle their sun, Such ardent yearning For...
Learn MoreBy dint of So many undulations Of faith, of mettle, Of resolve On the surface of this, Our mortal struggle. What finely tuned Definition There is already In the story, The pattern, The textured travail Of our lives. As if encoded Permanently On some shiny Lacquered disc. Such that One could imagine We might well Be tempted one day To gather...
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