Thursday, December 20, 2012

Gloria in excelsis Deo

It is for Him, this thing called Christmas. I wonder if I could ever give back to Him what He has given me. That is hardly likely.  
I am a clown. All the world, as we know it, shall disappear. I want to be able to give back to Him this trust I've been given. So, here, from out of the volition, vulgarity and vanity I call my self, it is for Him, I offer this, a present for someone I care for...
I'm hoping she is thrilled. We are all cloaked, are we not, in layers of unreality? This Christmas, I pray, these layers may be removed from us, gently but clearly and forever.


  1. One of my favorite poems. Great photo of you Faisal.

  2. Any Blake is good, isn't it, James? One of my favourite poets.
    Thankyou. It was the new hat that got me posing!

  3. Something else for you to check out... I love Derek Jarman's Garden.

    1. Thanks Joanne. I love what Derek Jarman did, opening up a whole new way of gardening really.