In the deepest winter night Where memories of summer light Are faint and cold and so we yearn– There comes a solstice and return. The little girl now lights a flame For the One Who is not Tame For the One Who is not Wild For the Kingdom’s lion child. Shadows reign–so she […]
Dear Human Race, I’ve been wanting to write to you for so long, but I have a problem that has prevented that. We all have problems, sure, but the problem I speak of has been around for more than eleven thousand years.