Lay down your armor And play for me your precious lyre; And let me hear Your deepest dreams and frail desires. Lay down your armor And...

Life is like a waking dream, Ripples on a fading stream, It has laughter, it has crying— A beginning and an ending. It's dear like a...

The dreams I had have been forgotten now— The dreams I once believed I knew were true— The dreams I know will haunt me every day— The...

This is the accompanying article to a lecture given by the same author, as part of the RTF Lecture Series “The Renaissance Principle...

Over the sultry seas and snowy peaks, A rich and glowing sun appears, Creeping from out the craggy recesses And pouring through the...

The travelers had reached a gorge Whose darkness they would have to breach. The mountaintops lay far ahead— “Such darkness has a lot to...

A sage and his disciple stood Before a foggy mountain trail: They thought about their lives and all The mysteries of earth’s dark veil....

Sometimes I imagine that I am still young, Like an old sleeping dog in his dreams; His legs move, and he pants at the air with his...

A sage and pupil made their way Into a deep and darkened wood. They searched and wandered places Where for years no traveler would. The...

It was upon a quiet night As graying clouds raced past the moon, A sage and pupil made their way Into a deep and darkened wood. Among ...

BUT for the cruel aspersions upon the character and life of America’s poetic genius, EDGAR ALLAN POE, this volume would have remained...

Among the starry schemes and bright Plateaus of foggy mountain peaks, A master and his pupil made Their way towards the dragon’s grot. ...

A master and his pupil stood Before the foot of Dragon Mount. They readied themselves for the trek Across its dark and snowy grots....

Restless, my soul wakens As the city stirs, Street lights flicker like stars, And the sea whispers. Languid ocean waves rush To the...

While most professors and critics place John Keats in the same category of poets as Romantics like Lord Byron, William Wordsworth and...

Wa le ghalib il Allah (God is the only victor) -Muhamed Ibn-l-Ahmar, founder of the Alhambra Palace He rides across the star-engulfed...