Writings: Hold Fast to What Is Good 

A Star Beheld

One star, simply one, beheld rightly may redeem an aged life having been filled with sufferings unknown and darknesses unspeakable. A star is the victory of heaven over hell, no matter the darkness, the star remains a symbol, nature’s mark of conquest, hope, and crystalline and eternal light. This hope, magical and attainable, reachable by the palms of mine hands, is the endless light of hope towards what is beyond, amidst the sufferings of mine body and mind and soul of fortitude and in a life of fighting a good fight. 

The Rose

In the pit of hell, I saw a flower, a real one, not plastic. It said something to me: I am here, the sun is shining above, and you will be with me one day, under the sun, receiving the fragrance of its light upon your skin and inner being as do my petals receive its light in loving nourishment.  

You, rose flower, reddened and known to me this day, are beautiful and beyond my reach, yet in receiving the red and delicate beauty, the sense, of your reddened layered being, settled with softened pollen, spread evenly upon the surface of your hued and petaled leaves, a soothing touch of my palms’s caress, I may survive a hundred years in remembrance of you and in palpable hope of your softened, waven surface. 

The sun shone upon me in warmth unfamiliar to my hardened, cold blooded skin. My rose, I have become as you, a softened petaled leaf, a miracle to nature, a miracle to man, a miracle to me. 

The Star and the Beggar’s Coin

Where heaven is on earth, sparkles of unknown joys and palpitations of the heart begin. Behold, a flower, a rose, a petal. Yet why is my mind and heart so uplifted without reason to joy unknown and memories to be told? 

Earth is filled with remnances, memories, fragrances, and newly falling graces from above. Where are they? The stars above, or the star that is the heart of a generous man? How may we cling to them, holding them as a lowly, humble beggar holds fast the coins, received as daily bread, giving life to him on earth.

Hold fast to what is good, flee from all evil.

Let us begin an exploration unto the secret, unknown, heavenly diadems, God places, gives vision to, and has placed on earth, through the obedience of angels, of archangels, and of men, seeds planted ages hence, now historic monuments, structures, forests, and nature’s wonders to behold, their very sight to the eyes penetrating by divine indescribable and indiscernible light into the heart, the mind, and the soul of man.