Fugue, the flight of the parts. Within the severest architectonic structures we may find the greatest spiritual freedom. Thus the intertwining pillars of the trees act as the portals, which having past through, lead on to the greater Eden.

The luminous depths of the night sky, the symbol of our human quest which seeks to reveal even to the basic matter, the creation of life itself.

The moon and her surrounding attendants of veiling cloud shows not only as the symbol of purity, but also, by reflection, is given life by Sol thus making whole our true sensuality.

The lower evening sky that holds our perspective. The ever longing for the distant horizon which can never be wholly attained, so we journey onward to the edge of anguish.

The green sward which grows from the shadows of Pan’s domain, the eternal garden of Grace. As with the moon, unsullied yet fecund. “Viriditas, the greening of the soul.”

Graham Ovenden