Flickering flamePulsing,Sputtering lifeAnd dancingAlways dancing,Bent by breeze,Reaching upTo cast shadowsOversizedThere and goneAnd back,As flame flaresSpits from waxReceding Shadows fallDwindle,As dance declinesLight retreatsBreath is heldThen releasedWith luminosity renewedSo fragileSo persistentSo,Mesmerising? Will the flameOutlive the candle?
meditation
The Potential
Morning Pogue, Another day, another envelope. So, we want to experience God, or Source. Not too much to ask, I’m thinking. After all, God is omnipresent and omnipotent so it strikes me that not experiencing God is more abnormal than normal. But then, as you know, I’m one on my own. We’ve been corresponding on … Continue reading The Potential
Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, You know our letters manage to find their way to other people and they read them which really is rude! Where have manners gone I ask myself? Well, that aside, one of the letters found its way to a lady in America (yes, I know. Unbelievable) and she wrote to me asking a … Continue reading Monday Musings
Right Thought…a new Law?
Dear Pogue, I mentioned in a recent Monday Musings that there seems to be some importance connected to right thoughts. You might remember that I quoted: Fix your thought on what is true, and honorable and right, and pure, and lovely and admirable.Phillipians 4:8 This sort of quote pops up in many spiritual texts, almost … Continue reading Right Thought…a new Law?
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