To the land of dreams I run, When the day makes off with the sun. "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." - Matthew 11:28 There comes a time, as the last embers of daylight are swallowed by the abyss of night, when I … Continue reading To the Land of Dreams I Run
Month: April 2016
Remnants
When the dead are yonder and break not one more heart, they leave us things to ponder: accidental art. Update: 2nd March, 2025. I recall writing this post after reflecting on the slow, relentless erosion of ancient sandstone gravestones in the many churchyards and cemeteries my work led me to. Time and the elements conspired … Continue reading Remnants
Wording 