Random thoughts on the journey
Perhaps you heard it! (though probably not). It’s there between melody and harmony. Hidden in the rhythm and at the end of every dot. Elusive. If you look for it I doubt that you will find. Knowledge says that it exists, But it’s hidden to the mind. Experience is where it’s found, Once touched, once … Continue reading Silence
I have met people – a rare few, it must be said – who claim never to have had a ‘down day’; never to have known a depressed moment. That’s not my experience at all. Quite the contrary! It’s hard to write about depression and mental illness without running the risk of seeming morose or … Continue reading Some days and some dogs…
Grace falls like rain
Perhaps you heard it! (though probably not). It’s there between melody and harmony. Hidden in the rhythm and at the end of every dot.
Strange shadows folding, drifting on a chilled blanket.As if it ever was thus. Emotions folding, too. Swaying. Sometimes almost imperceptible. At other times, like a torrent, paralysing the will. It is only for a time; for a season. As the first buds of spring build to a crescendo of colour, this mist will rise. And … Continue reading Once the fog is gone.
For they are real - as me and you,As those who've slayed them ever knew.Who drew their blood upon the swordAnd slayed them. What boyhood dream that fashioned swordAnd lance and spear and wildly goredThat beast that lurks in corners dark.To win the purest maiden's heart. What fire! What rage! That winged beastDefeated by the … Continue reading On dragons
"I'm never going out again!'hope the daylight never comes!"I snuggled under covers warm,my darkened fort against the dawn. The day brings hurt and piercing painI'll never take that risk again.The goblins, trolls can go awayand all of those that haunt the day. "I'm with you!" A small voice cried."Stay here with us and hide!""the rain … Continue reading The arrow of the day
Paul Russell: Musings 