I Believe Too
Out of the darkness ... I must return to work.
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,
Third Apostle's LetterIt's great to be back, amongst my finest companions. It was good to meet and converse with Nathaniel. But "there's no place like home." So the Ancient saying goes.
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,