Touch the Sky–Julian Lennon

Blow Wind

By Nancy Powell

The wind blows its eternal questions Scattering down the path Of this dear river Streaming across my feet As crows caw endlessly

On and on the river flows Before time and beyond Never ceasing to sing Her murmuring song

A bed of sand is all I need To rest my head A […]


By Richard Fogg


The shadows lengthen. Years become decades. The Questions remain. Those for whom the Answers are everything have become bitter. The wise merely smile, for they have learned the Answers are not important: it is their pursuit that strengthens the mind and nourishes the soul. Would not the Answers, if obtainable, merely […]