Divine Creator of Movement
Of Heaven and Earth
Bring me closer to Love
By a suffering worth—
And when I am nearer
Let me be free
To build a vast temple
With the stars of the night—
To capture the shadow
Of the image
Of Your Light
To give to Modern Man—
Only to keep
One pure and glimmering flame
For my beloved Angel
If I can!
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
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