Myshkin as Muse

I want beauty to save the world,

for love to conquer all, for mercy 

to lead us home, like a father 

holding his son’s hand as they exit 

the chill of the forest at twilight.

This is the fire for creating things

of beauty for and with my kids,

in trying to understand them in 

their suffering and finitude 

when their composure fails them.

Understanding that they look to me

to grasp life, death, re-birth and 

all that is caught up in the power

of giving one’s life for the other, 

killing the beast that devours itself.

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