by ST | May 17, 2021 | Poetry
I AM. Alone. I am alone. In the vacuous emptiness of infinite space. I AM. Alone. I am alone. Miniscule. Before the One who measures eternity. I AM. Alone. I am alone. Silenced. Before the One who declares into nothingness, “Be.” I AM. Alone. I am alone....
by ST | May 17, 2021 | Poetry
I sang o’er a hero’s grave today. Is this how it was when they laid Beowulf to rest? Stalwart and dauntless, He knew nothing of the warfare of violence, But in the battle of Obedience, He was master and champion. Obedience he learned, as did...
by ST | May 17, 2021 | Poetry
A great light has gone out. A great light has gone out in the world and we are, all of us, diminished. But that this light shone whatsoever, we are altogether blessed. For this was the most accurate facsimile of the Original Brilliance encountered in this temporal...
by ST | May 16, 2021 | Prose
In the conversation regarding the preference between knowledge and imagination, I find myself invariably entangled within imagination. Certainly not to the complete neglect of knowledge (that would be foolish) but if forced to make an irrevocable choice between the...
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