Saturday, June 30, 2012

Hermit’s Song


Give me a wild moor
I will search it up and down
And there I shall find
Thee,
There on the heathered moor
Free as the thistledown
Alone, I will only mind
Thee.

~Dom Julian Stead

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Love's Burning Tide

This is where the dark and light collide,
Moon has waned, the strength of dusk has died.
Where once the waves were black with might
There now are swept with strokes of light.

Stand! Endure the burning flame of morn,
Hold! Though all from thee thy life is torn;
Let the fire consume and clean
All unpure no more be seen.

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