Wednesday, July 1, 2020

On days like this

On days like this all things fall into place:
Hot is the rising sun, dark is the night,
Evil is strong, Good — stronger, life’s embrace
Is sweet but swift, we stumble, all is right
With this imperfect world in which by far 
Mightier men would seek only to find
That we are merely human, that we are
Created by the uncreated Mind
That burns like tongues of fire, that has a face,
That somehow makes all things fall into place.

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)