I recently posted a poem I wrote about ageing (called 'The Joy of Creation') which was inspired by a poem by George Herbert. Here is the original Herbert poem, called "The Forerunners": The harbingers are come. See, see their mark: (harbingers=messengers) White is their color, and behold my head.But must they have my brain? Must … Continue reading Inspiring Poems – “All within be livelier than before”
Who is fragile? Who is strong? Who is young And who is old? Now there is A reversal And one Who was so bold Now kneels Who was so wrong And the other Who felt such pain Now can offer love Again. Another poem inspired by Henri … Continue reading Love Again
Spiritual Reflection: Leaping Forwards, or Shackled by Time?
"Do I leap my life from day to day and trail that thread like life spinning ribbon red from me? Or snagged and shackled trailing chains of ancestry?" I wrote those lines, grappling with the issue of time. Should I be gloomy that time repeats itself in circles, or could I be excited that I … Continue reading Spiritual Reflection: Leaping Forwards, or Shackled by Time?
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