Browsing Tag: Byron McCoy

ON MOUNTAIN’S TOP

“Sharpen your sight, Reader: the truth, this time, is covered by a thinning veil, and so, the meaning should be easy to perceive.” —Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy: Purgatory, Canto VII, lines 19-21.                 “I’m reading it all again,” Ryan shared.  “I finished Vita Nuova and began The Diving Comedy yesterday.  I didn’t sleep well […]

UNTIL AFFECTION

“…but Mary kept all these words, pondering them in her heart.”—Luke 2: 19                 He read in the predawn morning—body, mind, and spirit waking slowly in self-ritual well before rising of the sun.  Something struck, an affection that moved within; and when it came, he rose and moved to a small table where he wrote […]

ETERNAL LOVE

                “In the spiritual body man actually appears as he is, with respect to love and faith; for every one in the spiritual world is the likeness of his love, not only as to the face and body, but even as to speech and actions.  Hence it is that the true qualities are known, and […]

REAPER

                “Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle.  Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the Devil.  May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly hosts, by the power of God, cast into hell Satan and all the evil spirits, who prowl about the world […]

FOR BEATRICE (INSTRUMENTAL)

“             This song is “For Beatrice”—”The Giver of Blessings”—by whom Dante was inspired, and for whom “The Divine Comedy” is devoted.  It is She that leads Dante into Paradise and shows him where Virgil and Reason cannot go.              Until this song, I never came close to expressing a sound in mind through instrument.  […]

A PRAYER IN HOPE

                It lived on day in the Second Canticle of Spring, its song voiced by birds, messengers on wing, in proclamation of arrival to new and promised life.  She departed on day when the first of spring shone green through recession of winter’s covering snow; appearing in the low bases and shortest blades of wintered […]

A DIGITAL LIFE

                The world will not miss our digital presence.  The existence of such presence is, itself, little more than distraction to the true act of living.  In such engagement, we defer life in favor of fast, synthetic absorptions.                 We affix hopes of impression upon images and words posted for affect, stimulating mind and emotive […]