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My latest missives & musings

Lime Light

When you can’t see the wood for the trees,Then, feel for the wood’s embrace,Look for the space between the leaves,Where the sunlight harvests peace. Stop to breathe in the warmth of lime light,That seeps between the oak, ash and elm,And falls like cherry blossom bright,With the promise of summer’s realm. Bathe in the balm of…

Evensong

From the top of minaret trees he calls the congregation to peace,And hush is released.The air pays its respects with crystal-clipped tones.They envelope the skies, hold still the clouds and silence man’s hubbub. So gloriously masterful in his art of evensong,A chorister alchemist of exquisite deftness,His song drips oils and balms which soothe and calm,Tensions…

In-Tense

Every moment of now,Becomes the past,Every moment of now is our last.

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