When the world was at war, we kept dancing

Girls, don’t forget your pearlsAnd all of your horsesAs you make your way across the pondGirls, don’t forget your curlsAnd all of your corsetsMemorize them in a little song Boys, don’t forget your toysAnd take all of your moneyIf you find you’re in a foreign landBoys, don’t make too much noiseAnd don’t try to be…

Hymn

If to distant lands I scatterIf I sail to farthest seasWould you find and firm and gather ’til I only dwell in Thee?If I flee from greenest pasturesWould you leave to look for me?Forfeit glory to come after‘Til I only dwell in Thee If my heart has one ambitionIf my soul one goal to seekThis…

C.S Lewis Song

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy I can only conclude that I was not made for here If the flesh that I fight is at best Only light and momentary Then of course I’ll feel nude when to Where I’m destined I’m compared We are not long here Our…

Closer than You Know

I feel strangely calm tonight. I know very well that the world is an unfair place. Things may not work out. I may lose my life. But I’d be on the right side of history. At least I tried to do something about it. That I did the right thing.

Dignity

That is literally what it means, if I had to translate my birth name most accurately, it means dignity rather than grace. I have always thought that if I am able to keep my head down and keep hustling, work my hardest so I excel at what I do, I can live up to my…

Advice to my younger self

A woman can be fragile and strong at the same time. I never understood the applicability of this one advice my parents used to give me. I agree most of us are not ‘black and white’: a lot of us lie in the grey zone. But at times the advice of maintaining friendships or relationships…

12/12/20

If you only live to find a collective where you are truly accepted and where you truly belong you are in for a big disappointment. “No matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”

1/12/2020

“As we watch the sun go down, evening after evening, through the smog across the poisoned waters of our native earth, we must ask ourselves seriously whether we really wish some future universal historian on another planet to say about us: ‘With all their genius and with all their skill, they ran out of foresight…

Maze

A poem for the season