by Steve S | Apr 7, 2026 | Attention & Presence
A room full of smiles, and all appears as though it were well, nothing beneath the surface seeming to have shifted or come undone, and they have gathered, it would seem, to touch upon something called divine, though what is named is not always what is given, nor what...
by Steve S | Mar 30, 2026 | Inner Life
I long to go home—to the dwelling place of my fathers, where their steps were first set into the earth, and where the land yet bears the quiet impress of their passing. I would look upon the fields, where the grass grows deep and green, untroubled by haste, and I...
by Steve S | Mar 27, 2026 | Inner Life
It eludes many; and many there are who set themselves to its seeking with earnest hand and unquiet heart. They labour long upon the steeper paths, pressing onward as though by greater striving it might at last be seized—yet for all their effort it abides concealed,...
by Steve S | Mar 6, 2026 | Attention & Presence
As my eyes close, the search begins in that quiet country where sight no longer rules. There are things the eye refuses to confess—small presences it passes over without pause—yet they do not vanish when darkness settles upon the lids. They remain where they have...
by Steve S | Mar 1, 2026 | Inner Life
Inside each man abides a ghost— and one I fear above the rest. It fashions plans and quiet schemes, casting its will in borrowed dreams. It bends toward pleasure, leans to desire, sets its heart on wealth and rising fire. It cloaks its hunger, soft and close, names...
