Wednesday, February 2, 2011


“I long for scenes where man has never trod, a place where woman never smiled or wept. There to abide with my Creator God and sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, untroubling and untroubled. Where I lie the grass below, above, the vaulted sky.”

-John Clare

1 comment:

Mandy said...

Hi Eric

I came across your Blog when I googled a line in 'Abide' a few months ago, and I really enjoy it. I've noticed you haven't posted for a little while though. Will you be blogging again soon?

Mandy, UK