When I pray, I

When I pray, I never pray for myself, always for others, or else I hold a silly, naive, or deadly serious dialogue with what is deepest inside me, which for the sake of convenience I call God. Praying to God for something for yourself strikes me as being too childish for words. To pray for … Read more

Why no aggressive action?

Why no aggressive action? Foaly squirmed in a harness built for two-legged creatures. Oh yes, why no aggressive action? How I long for aggressive action. I live for aggressive action! thundered Orion squeakily which was unusual. Oh, how I pray that dragon will turn ’round that I may smite it. Smite it with what? wandered … Read more

Riches I hold in

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, ‘Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!’ Yes, as my swift days … Read more