I – THE GATHERING At a recent gathering—at which four life-long friends had a rare chance to meet and talk of their divergent lives over a game of cards—the conversation turned, by gradual degrees, to a discussion of the esoteric. By daylight, you must understand, each of us has secular beliefs; all being-well educated and …
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She stands upon a summer meadow, The blossoms swaying in her shadow. A happy, care-free, barefoot lass, Her toes dig in the dew-wet grass, Grasping at life and fertile earth. The very air whispers rebirth, And promises of sunny days, and memories that never fully fade, And fleeting, loving moments in the shade; Or ‘neath …
The autumn’s bittersweet for sure, and cold But capable of so much more: There is such beauty in decay, Within the many colours of a leaf As it nears death and falls away. It is a grey time, autumn, and a time of death; Of langour, and a time of fading breath– But in that …
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