The Dying Flame
“Queen: My friends, where is this Athens said to be?
Chorus: Far toward the dying flames of the sun.”
Aeschylus, The Persians
Would we be slaves to the rule of the night?
Only if we defer to the mass – rejecting our sight.
Rejecting the true
the real
the hope
embodied in the reality of things --
Things here, now, the
world of our life
our heart
our being.
We must grasp the dying flames of reason
Before our light is extinguished.
From Preludes of the Mind 2010 by James Henderson
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