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Beloved child, a silent form carved with his mother’s tears
Immortalised in innocence, now sleeping through the years.
Above him yet another Child is carried through the stream
Upon a giant’s shoulders, with the clarity of dream.
Around them both, as painted scenes, a story old as love,
Depicts, in medieval garb, the quest for the Above.
Yet skeletons are dancing, garbed in bone as white as snow
To show that sinner, saint or king, where each of us must go
Beyond the portals of this world, when life has run its course
In spite of faith, or lack of it, to union with the Source.
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Beck ‘n’ Call
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About the Book
Ben, fast becoming a folk hero after the apparent theft of a standing stone, now languishes in Bakewell Gaol. Don and Wen, suspected of being his accomplices, are on holiday… or ‘on the run’ if Bark Jaw Dark and PC 963 Kraas, hot in pursuit, are to be believed. From England to Scotland, the officers of the Law have followed the trail of the erratic couple as they visited the ancient sites of Albion. This time, though, as Don and Wen take the slow boat to Ireland, Kraas and Jaw Dark are one step ahead. But Ireland is a land of mystery and magic where reality is intertwined with vision and standing stones are still open doors… How long can Don and Wen continue to evade the long arm of the Law? In the shadows, a labyrinth of secrecy shrouds a mysterious figure. What is Montgomery’s interest in a small standing stone? Just how many high-level strings can he pull… and why? And what is the dark, winged creature that is now on the loose? Join Don and Wen as they continue their adventures in the sacred and magical landscape of Albion.
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This is beautiful.💜
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Thank you, Willow. xx
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Reblogged this on Stuart France.
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Love the beauty of this writing. Thank you very kindly.
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Thanks, Anne.
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Beautiful writing, there is something soothing yet also exciting in the words ~ “Beyond the portals of this world, when life has run its course, In spite of faith, or lack of it, to union with the Source.”
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The last great adventure 🙂
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And it seems the more days I spend here on earth recently, this last great adventure becomes more appealing 😉
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Recently? I can’t help but agreeing… 😉
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I enjoyed this, both.
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