PreConference musings

[sabrinamari]

I have the fervor of myself for a presence
and my own spirit for light;

and my spirit with its loss
knows this;
though small against the black,
small against the formless rocks,
hell must break before I am lost;

before I am lost,
hell must open like a red rose
for the dead to pass.

H.D., Eurydice

and...

"Sometimes her words trouble the soul, but only to stir the deeper mysteries into full flower. No matter how the force of Water may trouble, the love remains steadfast. This is the promise of Water. Love lives forever."

poet and lj user sligoe

Comments

[the-smith-e.livejournal.com]

Best of Luck!

[sabrinamari.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[evcelt.livejournal.com]

Those are both wonderful.

Hope all goes well for you.