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Angels and Sinners?
Angels and Sinners? Wild whiteness wracks from wind-chipped, chilly clouds of gloom That greyly glower, flatly, in the darkling skies To blot, from keenest sight the lightless countryside Behind diffusive, dapple-dusted curtain-walls. Whoever would suppose, (who […]
Arcane Arcadia
Arcane Arcadia (After reading The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail by N. Baigent, R. Leigh and H. Lincoln) I. “I, tego arcana dei: et in Arcadia ego“. Read what this means: ” […]
By Any Other Name
By Any Other Name Gods do not die!. They cannot die In any sense we understand; They simply fade from consciousness And so it seems as if they die!. But gods own powers to transmute Their attributes to other forms, […]
Gonfalon
Gonfalon What appears to other eyes As blazing comet in the skies Seems, to mine, a flashing sword Drawn by Christ’s Angel — in his fight Against foul Dæmons of dark night — Beneath the Banner of […]
Vain Death
Vain Death You cannot fool me, Death, with your façade Of mystic power and stern finality!. Others you may, perhaps, through grief delude: For, in distraction, reason’s clarity Can be […]
Holy Weekend
Holy Weekend Friday. Despair , creation!. Droop, you mournful boughs In verdant shades!. Hus, singing birds, your notes, And be you sad as sombre cypresses And sober as dark, melancholy yews!. For God, Who made you all, Has died upon a tree. Saturday. […]
These Things I Know
These Things I Know I know that grief is depressing, Fear is distressing, death dispossessing; I know that peace is retiring, Hope is aspiring and faith inspiring; These things I know. I know that life is for living, Love is for giving and […]
Life in Death
Life in Death What horrors have those worms that feed on death For me?. None, though my crawling flesh dissolves From bones more fragile than the brittlest shell. For, when Death’s cloying hand smothers my breath And stops my mind’s still unfulfilled resolves Within this brain’s grey mould, my […]
Inquisitor
Inquisitor That starry Question-mark displayed upon the dark Probes deeply my self-doubts with chill persistency. How did we come to be?. What is the point of life?. Is there a caring God?. Or Hell?. OrParadise?. […]
Mystery
Mystery I do not know how it will be for me In days that follow this. My thoughts are blind To what the future holds so secretly. In fate’s queer contradictions I can find No logical progressions; each new day […]