Wave on wave of life
Like the great wide ocean’s roll
Haunting hands of memory
Pluck silver strands of soul
The damage and the dying done
The clarity of light
Gentle bows and glasses raised
To the charity of night
Bruce Cockburn
Wave on wave of life
Like the great wide ocean’s roll
Haunting hands of memory
Pluck silver strands of soul
The damage and the dying done
The clarity of light
Gentle bows and glasses raised
To the charity of night
Bruce Cockburn
A noble heart, struck at the Roses thorn,
Rolling in darkness, remember
Diamonds are under preassure born.
Hello Nick,
You left Facebook and I noticed it yesterday. I hope you are doing well. I just wanted to take the time to thank you for the books you’ve written and the ways you have been of service to the online community of occultism. I enjoy your book magical imagination and your blog has been a great source of help in my journey.
In LVX.