Saturday, December 10, 2005

Advent Platypus

"O come, Desire of nations, bind
In one the hearts of all mankind;
Bid Thou our sad divisions cease,
And be Thyself our King of Peace."

God be with all the sons of Adam
and daughters of Eve. Forgive us
our sins, for they are many.

Maranatha

Even so, come Lord Jesus, come.


Until next year, I and the Platypus wish you Peace.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

In memoriam, Robert Maurice

The Crossing of the Bar
By Tennyson

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For through from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.

Goodbye Grampa. May we meet
again when I too have crossed the
bar.