This is a weekly update from Australia, written by a person who has a tendency to ramble (one of the main features of bloggers, maybe?). Inspired by the one and only Alistair Cooke, recently departed in April 2004, age 95.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Life the fragile flower Amidst the storms of destruction Clings to the vine of life Upheld by its bent stalk
How the winds howl! The flower closes as it Feels the lashing raindrops Browbeat upon it mercilessly
Yet the flower remains Hanging to its soul For the storm shall recede Hearalding rays of redemption