Laudationes Vindictae (Eulogies of Karma)

Lo,body and soul,this land,I beseech thee confer concession, Ever returning tides,sweep these ashes,bid us voyage across distance and time, Oft-regressive gale, serenade sweet melodies,grant asylum to these misfated lot, Heaven-gifted furnace,immerse our trandescendants in golden rays of unflickering optimism. Pray thee,grant us respite,for brutish men reign sovereign in our lands. O vale of tears,toppling mountain … Continue reading Laudationes Vindictae (Eulogies of Karma)