“It is stern work, it is perilous work, to thrust your hand in the sun And pull out a spark of immortal flame to warm the hearts of men: But Prometheus, torn by the claws and beaks whose task is never done, would be tortured another eternity to go stealing fire again.” MenHeartDoneHandsWould BeSunFireTasksEternityWarmStealingFlamesImmortalWorking ItSparksTornThrustClawsBeaksPrometheus Book:Main Street, and Other Poems Source: Main Street, and Other Poems
“Deep within us all there is an amazing inner sanctuary of the soul, a holy place, a Divine Centre, a speaking voice, to which we may continuously return. Eternity is at our hearts, pressing upon our time-torn lives, warming us with intimations of an astounding destiny, calling us home unto itself.” HeartMaySoulHomeVoiceDestinyDivineReturnHolyCallingEternityOur TimeCentreTornSanctuaryDeep WithinHoly Places Author:Thomas Raymond Kelly