Dangerous day dreaming

Dangerous day dreaming

All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds awake to find that it is vanity; But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men for they may act with open eyes to make it possible.   T.E. Lawrence (1888 –...
Explorers

Explorers

Home is where one starts from. As we grow older The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated Of dead and living. Not the intense moment Isolated, with no before or after, But a lifetime burning in every moment And not the lifetime of one man only, But of...
Heaven?

Heaven?

Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat’ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy hope or fear. Fish say, they their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond? This life cannot be All, they swear, For how unpleasant, if it...
My unburied spark

My unburied spark

Cold in the dust this perished heart may lie, But that which warmed it once will never die! That spark unburied in its mortal frame With living light, eternal, and the same.   Thomas Campbell (1777-1844).
Me, immortal diamond?

Me, immortal diamond?

  Across my foundering deck shone A beacon, an eternal; beam. Flesh fade, and mortal trash Fall to residuary worm; world’s wildfire, leave but ash: In a flash, at a trumpet crash, I am all at once what Christ is, since he was what I am, and  This jack, poor...