The pains of yesterday,The toilous parting from joy,Were only a day long spent,And yet, despite time’s fickleTruth,Yesterday was a year to me,And the year was an age.This wrinkle of age formedAt one cycle of the hand,But speaks of a weak heart,Impatient and poor.Yet yesterday is just that,A memory and a jest;For it has passedInto the …
What might theology have to do with art? I am sure if you have been a Christian and dabbled in some form of art for any length of time, you have given thought to this question already. And rightly so, since after all artistry is a derivative of the mind, and the mind is influenced …
If death takes me nowas I am here cuddledbeneath a white sheet,you may have myrecord player,my mink Pinky,and my card collection.My dignity belongs to me.My discretion I will bringwith me to the grave,and to be set in stone.My own failureis my victory.My strength is my hope,dead in bodybut alive in spirit.My joy is mine,to share …