We went down to the sea to walk on sky. To wander between the stars cast perfectly in reverse on this first mirror, shining in the millimetre of silk left floating above the saturated sands as the tide retreats…
What else could be required to decrypt it but you, and your inborn ability to interpret; to observe? You are the key; reading the ritual.
The invitation is to recognise your fallen nature because this will lead you to a full understanding of Milton’s message at the end of the poem; although fallen, there is nevertheless the possibility of “A paradise within thee, happier farr”
A simple song for the soul, set free at Sandy Bay as the sun set and a new moon rose in soft rhythm, time untangled by a sweet return to […]
A tired man, awoken in the middle of a field and some lonely guitar strumming a single tree’s movement against the night sky. I know this place well, have been […]