Reclaiming the land, stone by stone Raising a path into the waves Where travellers may walk to shore And bring their wares from far away A weary process, to the sure Reclaiming the land, stone by stone Yet now that it’s done, it will stand…

Mine is a noble quest I go withour fear I know that every test Just means that I’m near I go withour fear Through the treasures and traps I shan’t turn off here My way’s marked on my maps I know that every test Firms…

In the beginning, was nothing, No mass, only pure energy. The nothing that became something In defiance of entropy Defiance, though, implies something – Someone did this deliberately The energy, and decision, Both came from God, in his wisdom. Form: Ottava Rima This one’s clunky….

The lure of disappointment’s strong, To get it wrong And let it go “I told you so”. It’s hard to keep on fighting when I could give in Twelve minutes late, And such a state… But I won’t take the easy out I’ll stand and…