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We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
"Failures, repeated failures, are finger posts on the road to achievement.
One fails forward toward success."

C. S. Lewis

"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen:
not only because I see it,
but because by it I see everything else."

C. S. Lewis

I have come home at last!
This is my real country!
I belong here.
This is the land
I have been looking for all my life,
though I never knew it till now...
Come further up, come further in!

― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle

“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say”

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

J.R.R. Tolkien

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March 8, 2021 at 2:25pm
March 8, 2021 at 2:25pm
The eagle's nest above the fray
hath treasured hope for kith and kin.
To the heights, the eagle mounts the day,
and safely keeps its young to win.

The tropic gale of hurricane force
it boasts itself of feathered demise
to shred the nest on its furious course.
No reason but its surly prize.

Will rocky crags prevent the gale?
Will eagle's nest and young ones live?
Will gallant bird in final fail
be nearer extinction than to thrive?

The days of past in victor's pride
the eagle weathered torrent's blast,
but now the violent water's belied
the menace, that could breach its mast.

"Be strong, O Eagle, beak now chipped
of rock, that flew by gale's worst pitch.
We have great hope thy case be flipped
by the sun, that makes the storm not so rich."

The eagle fights though pummelled sore
by arrogant winds, that seek its death.
Secures his young ones long before
he lights and draws his final breath.

The eagle's strength is the greatest match
for the maelstrom's breath and its evil mind.
Defeat may try in vain to attach
to the eagle eyes to make it blind.
At the end of the day, it will dispatch
its living presence, none can bind.

by Jay O'Toole
on March 8th, 2021

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