There is no contrivance here, no composing. I wrote the first line ~ Love is learning to let go of a relationship ~ and every line followed, naturally, a beating heart, in step with the Universe.

Written in July 2015 on the moment’s spur, looking out across the Mersey Estuary towards New Brighton on the Wirral. The beach is now famous for the ‘Iron Men’, iron sculptures of the Sculptor and Artist, Antony Gormley.

Der Rumpf der DK 165 MP-E im dichten Wald Lachen Speyerdorf, Deutschland 17. April 1943

The fuselage of DK165 MP-E in the dense woodland Lachen Speyerdorf, Deutschland April 17. 1943

The original 2015 verse version. The prose version appears also in A Thousand Dimensions on the main blog.

WRITING THIS in May 2004 was, quite simply, the milestone of a lifetime. It was as if I had been given the keys to the kingdom.

Poetry Version רוח הקודש

On the Brink …

also a view ~ journalist Madeline Grant (courtesy of the Daily Telegraph)

In March 1775 Edmund Burke, in considering how to secure an honourable peace for the American Revolutionaries, said: … …

But what, today, would Burke say to Trump, Putin and Musk…

Advice is not always welcomed. Being young brings with it the demanding cloak of impatience. Written June 2004 and, in light of the War in Ukraine, slightly updated …

Putin will fail, and even though it will take a long time, his regime WILL collapse, and the Greater Russian People WILL rise up when they realise what he has done, and is doing, in their Name.

16 October 2026 ~ Your Excellency, President Zelenskyy, the free world stands with you, Sir. Do not flinch. Both you and your Sovereign Nation of Ukraine are truly Churchillian. Slava Ukraini.

… I lurk in underground spaces

Moulten Gold my calling card

Darkened squares and

Blackened woodlands …

I turn the page. Something of a Renaissance …