Rumors abound: of a sinful father,Or did she truly give birth without seed?You thus revealed to us by the water The truth of this most miraculous deed. Moving to completion, the Cross in sight,To make whole the cosmos, death trampled down.Prepared to endure all lashing and spiteBy double-birth for the world to renown. May weContinue reading “Festal Views”
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Afloat
Seeking among the sand: a proper stonethat might resist how gravity alwaysensures that downward pull. A smooth touch says,‘How about me?’ So fingers dig—unknownif appearance be but illusion shown.The rock reveals itself to thrower’s gaze,and then—if found worthy—in the hand staysas young lad finds waters calm, little known. The key to balance being in theContinue reading “Afloat”
Hypocrisy
The moralist stands tall and ever stern In hopes that he reveal, in all our fun,Some truths and rights to which we all must turn –Despite the spirit held in what was done. Such hearts of men were settled on delight:A playful mood, not meant for debating“insights” – at least the kind to give aContinue reading “Hypocrisy”
Bequeathed
I’ve heard complaints: why petty Creator would sic a father’s penalty upon the son; penance for the agitatorbut never due to parent’s belov’d spawn. Yet blind to volition is this protest – choices to make imbibed from choices made; the son’s own will drawn from father’s compressed.Elder’s conveyed dictates fledging’s inlaid. My boy, imperfect IContinue reading “Bequeathed”
Sights and Sounds
Despite being spoken all ’round the world, ‘Tis filled with sounds hardly matching letter – This makes our minds to feel that all is whirled And desirous of a language better. I heard of an aged man who fell in love – Then by a lake with a tiny, warm cove – He claimed, later,Continue reading “Sights and Sounds”
Before
Diaphragm contracts, vision swift to blur;mind racing from its proper time and place.What pulls the heart to this violent stiralways hides from mine its shadowy face. Triggr’red, mem’ry makes this body a corpse,an evolution now so far removedfrom a life once lived; unforeseen change warpsour expectations thought already proved. Yet this time-trav’lling, near resurrectedidea isContinue reading “Before”
Paternal Guidance
By my own power, I hope to flowerA life forg’d in the manner of true faith; Into the desert, no rain or shower,Ready to combat all demon and wraith. Hot sand trod upon, as I run along,Seeking all powers of Satan’s legion.Yet the mere sound of solitude does throng:Only my lonesome soul in this region.Continue reading “Paternal Guidance”
Images
How likely it is for me to forgetThese high times which forever come and go;So hard it is to have memory set—A photo to remember things as so. Is now anyone able to recallHow we could all come to smile so bright?A joyful moment, we know this did stall,How I desire again to feel thatContinue reading “Images”
The Fathers’ Source
With love, looking upon his own image – Set now, so small, within another’s face –He feels his heart grow weak, without courage;For evil, he’d no prior need to chase. But see that chaos, known only beforeThe unbegotten force decreed His will,Was made a home for every beast and boar,As He valleys set ‘tween each risingContinue reading “The Fathers’ Source”
Hoping for Clarity 