Little Light

What is a candle that it should burn so bright at night? Its flame neither big nor warm and yet it calls out its hope against the advancing darkness A battle cry of importance Tis when the Light called us

D is for Dubai

Our flight lands in Dubai in the morning, for once not taking us half an age to get somewhere. The city is a gem in the desert. The wealth covering every surface shines brighter than the sun bearing down on the latticework shading the flower trees. The Palm beckons as we enter the Atlantis hotel's … Continue reading D is for Dubai →

J is for Japan

After an eventful flight where a couple was escorted off and I passed out, I land in Osaka kissing the ground. I made it! I'm greeted with sushi and surprise, since they don't eat it with wasabi. Everything is clean in this urban jungle of concrete and power lines. It's an early night on the … Continue reading J is for Japan →

Peace

Peace An Angel was walking through the forest. Wings trailed the ground behind her, leaving a path of dew for travelers to follow. From her head grew majestic antlers bearing the seeds of life that sprouted trees where they fell. Radiance was her mantle and kindness her virtue. But she was alone, one half of … Continue reading Peace →

Perception of Loyalties

Tonight there be a sky of fire as the Angel played on his lyre A tale long foretold by the Prophets of old Of rubies, myrrh and pots of gold Looking on... The King marched to the funeral pyre of his dead Queen, branded a liar