Faith, Fiction, Friends

The shadows of the waning day gather around my feet like an ebony cat, warm and detached. It is done, this day, locked in an enameled...

Time of lengthening shadows, shadows encasing memory of the day, day is done, done is the day’s work, work arrives at its appoin...

Mid-afternoon, autumn      of the day yearning for summer      past too warm yet, these      cassocks too heavy sweat tric...

It is the hour of blue and yellow, precisely the mid-point of day, a sun arcing overhead, umbrella of light. No return is possible; ...

Dazzling cool light of the new sun, morning star rising, radiance shining, darkness overcome, forgotten. The moment of the irresist...