The Beat Goes On

  High and low, Holy, hylomorph- Ism, makes life lived so wondrous And our diff’rences but a dwarf To those who’d say: huge and cumbrous! Wi...

  Could we be so shallow; Our Lord appearing, Holy Bread singing, To the tune of a little show; Maybe dancing, a miniature  Man, enveloped A...

  Felt a certain fullness of fallenness as a boy, Short of falsenesses to be multiplied to destroy. Forceful was the inclination to be impul...

Is there really beauty to be found deep within?  I don’t know, it seems I carry a cursed demeanor  marred and disfigured by the pride of man...

  Want to be consumed by you, Course through your inner being, Spread into your heart and through The senses used for seeing. For strength i...