Sometimes I have to take a break from the sickness of the world and turn to the beauty of nature. For me, that’s the religion that restores my soul.
Author: L.E. Hansen
Abandoned
It seems to me that we discard those most precious things of our culture and history. So many beautiful churches are being demolished, abandoned, violated. We leave such beauty to be ravished by nature or the hands of man. We don’t seem to treasure much in America. I always puzzle at that lack of regard for our own history and those monuments to faith and art. I never find redeeming answers. I’m only left with sadness.
Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Photograph by Matthew Christopher of Abandoned America
Fame
Wordless she disappeared. Without the leaving of notes there is no path to follow. Then, bring in the trumpets, the horns, the brass. It is as much as light into darkness. She must.
IMAGE: Fame, from Spanish Actions Deflected by the Taking of Ghent (detail), by Charles Le Brun, 1678. Palace of Versailles, Hall of Mirrors, France.
Trying to Sit
When sitting becomes healing you cannot sit to heal
As Buddha said, “When, for you, in the thought is just the thought, then you shall be free…”
Satan
And last night
because I’ve been struggling
with pain
and cannot walk
the nightmares take the form
of visions and
I welcome them with
my other self
And last night
it was the Devil
with the name of
Satan
(which he prefers by the way)
who is angry for being
blamed when he
says he is not stupid
so how could he
why would he
damn humans
And I saw colors
that are not there
and cannot be described
but Satan was 4 dimensional
and in the center mostly
black while
all around him flamed
those colors so brilliant
and transforming
that we knew to touch
them was impossible
even in winter with
its white longing there
And last night
I cried when he left
and my other self
laughed and laughed
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