Thank you always for kind and thoughtful words Philip, for sharing a beautiful and reflective piece of writing also. The Blake Society’s selection you shared is profound and resonates deeply. There’s something so tender about seeking love in the raw, vulnerable places—the darkness, the winter, the outcast. It feels like a call to find be…
Thank you always for kind and thoughtful words Philip, for sharing a beautiful and reflective piece of writing also. The Blake Society’s selection you shared is profound and resonates deeply. There’s something so tender about seeking love in the raw, vulnerable places—the darkness, the winter, the outcast. It feels like a call to find beauty and connection even in the most unexpected corners of life.
To have the renewed vision of your eye, what a gift, indeed, to see the world anew in later years, perhaps even to reinvent what had become lacking in definite shape.
Wishing you many more moments of clarity, wonder, and connection—whether under the evening star or by the careful flames of your fireplace. Here I wait for snowflakes to fall, in hope that this time the waiting is not in vain...
Thank you always for kind and thoughtful words Philip, for sharing a beautiful and reflective piece of writing also. The Blake Society’s selection you shared is profound and resonates deeply. There’s something so tender about seeking love in the raw, vulnerable places—the darkness, the winter, the outcast. It feels like a call to find beauty and connection even in the most unexpected corners of life.
To have the renewed vision of your eye, what a gift, indeed, to see the world anew in later years, perhaps even to reinvent what had become lacking in definite shape.
Wishing you many more moments of clarity, wonder, and connection—whether under the evening star or by the careful flames of your fireplace. Here I wait for snowflakes to fall, in hope that this time the waiting is not in vain...