poetry

Cubiculum

I am lost Looking to find At any cost My own mind   Myself hidden Suffocating opinions Forcibly given Righteous minions   Freedom a sin Thought an offense Faith’s veil thin My only defense   Still I drown In good intentions Hellward bound Forced descension   Hit the brake Stop the fall Lion awake Out… Continue reading Cubiculum

Thoughts

Arrogance: The Mother of Sin

All sins originate in our tendency for arrogance. Beginning with our expulsion from the Garden of Eden we have continuously traveled down the path of allowing arrogance to cloud our judgment and open the door to our propensity for sin. It is the belief, or rather an assumption, in our individual greatness that causes us… Continue reading Arrogance: The Mother of Sin

poetry

An Offering for Pascha

For us you die Do we give thanks? With love you rise Do we give thanks?   Glorious sacrifice Do we pray? Surrendered life Do we pray?   In body you preach Do we listen? With blood you teach Do we listen?   Low we receive Do we understand? High we believe Do we understand?… Continue reading An Offering for Pascha