"All shall be well, and All manner of things shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one"
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
A Sad Day
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
3 things, or the relationship of Goodness Truth and Beauty to the three parts of man
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Poetry post
Moonlight O’er the Pacific
Summer sunset o’er the sand
Glistening, reflecting, burning bright
Sun shimmers on the surface of the sea
Waves murmer, birds whisper in the evening light
A lonely set of footprints follows
A solitary line across the sand
Treading my path alone across the beach
I look across the waves to distant lands
The sun dips low beneath the water
Sending dazzling diamonds across the sea
Sky grows dark, diamonds ascend
Into the sky, rain down on me
Tears glisten on my cheeks, in the sky
Diana reigns in the darkness sublime
Beauty touches my soul, you touch my soul
In the wind and the waves and the sky, this is mine
Alone with the waves, they whisper my name
Sharing secrets with the wind and me
Diana descends, paves a path across the water
I step out upon the silver path, to run across the sea.