Lost in skies of powdered goldCaught in clouds of silver ropesShowered by the empty hopesAs I tumble down, falling fast to the groundI know I’ll wither so peel away the bark‘Cause nothing grows when it is darkIn spite of all my fears, I can see it all so clearI see it all so clearWoahCover your Read more about Crystals[…]

“Love is the astrolabe of God’s mysteries.A lover may be drawn to this love or that love,but finally he is drawn to the Sovereign of Love.However much we describe and explain love,when we fall in love we are ashamed of our words.Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,but love unexplained is clearer.When the pen Read more about The astrolabe – Navigating, finding our way, by the stars[…]

Little Gidding I  Midwinter spring is its own seasonSempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When the short day is brightest, with frost and fire, The brief sun flames the ice, on pond and ditches, In windless cold that is the heart’s heat, Reflecting in a watery mirror A glare that is blindness in the early Read more about We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.  […]