A note: I must bid goodbye to philosophy.
A tanka for the Hellenic Pantheon:
A temple gathers
the dust and old batteries.
The field wither here.
Footsteps lead outwards and on.
The day is so blue and warm.
In order to focus on my priest-poet path, I am saying goodbye to Hellenismos.
I am deeply grateful for the lessons learned, the gifts, the blessings, the encouragements, the protections, and the fun I have had. The gods have blessed the road ahead of me. It is silver and straight.
I am glad to go.
A Long Hall Bench 