Winter Morning

Who can regard the sun? Its all-revealing rays Dazzle the eyes of those Who too directly gaze, Yet when the mist hung low, When moisture charged to air, The sun, a soft red ball, Muted, its glittering glare, Rose in the winter dawn. So, if we seek God’s face, We cannot see it plain; Its […]

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A Walk Round Fleet Pond

How luminous the hour! How much it did contain – Good fellowship and gain Of mental pictures bright; The chequered forest floor, Roof of translucent leaves Wherein the sunshine weaves The green and gold of fall; The ducks and swans at ease, The glitter on the lake, Sedges and reeds that shake, Sound of the […]

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Response to Dawkins

A Non-Scientist’s Response to Dawkins and Others Hear our modern simplifiers, Striving hard to make it plain, Ethics springs from evolution, Mind itself is only brain. In this hour when science triumphs – Electronic wizardry – What’s become of hope and purpose And the faith that sets us free? I am ignorant of science; Others […]

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