Black Books Jung: What’s going on in this darkness? “Light must be created. You must create it out of raw matter that you’ve received. It must still …
Soul: The brightness must be lit up, the fire must be kindled.
I’ve found it difficult to write this post because it’s all in bits and pieces in my head. But honestly, that’s how I have experienced this situation…
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Thought for the Day – 23 February– Meditations with (1881-1971) The “Our Father” “Our Father, Who art in heaven.”Heaven is God Himself, Who reveals …
Thought for the Day – 23 February– The “Our Father”
Winds batter the shore;
gulls, ever my companions.
Sand between my toes
Copyright Francis 2021
There is much talk of sea level right now,
and of levels of the sea; as a boy I would stand,
stare and dream on that far horizon
where all pondered distance was gone.
The boy’s right brain carried more wisdom
than the later indoctrinated left side ever could.
And what drove the world? How did eons
of tides turn hard rock to smooth sand?
For that boy’s curiosity ever remains;
half buried windows along old streets,
the monochrome pictures of grandeur, destroyed
and replaced by boxes of brick, or cold steel and glass.
Sea levels rise and fall, as is nature’s prerogative.
It is not in anyone’s remit to falsify, or destroy.
Copyright Francis 2021
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