Georges Ivanovich Gurdjieff, the sage! Poem by Stefano Donno

Amidst the chaos of our lives,

A quest for truth, the seeker strives,

To know the meaning of our days,

And break free from our endless maze.

Georges Ivanovich Gurdjieff, the sage,

Guides us on this spiritual stage,

To awaken from our slumber deep,

And take control, our destiny to keep.

He shows us how to be aware,

Of all the moments that we share,

To live each second, fully present,

And not be trapped, in past or present.

For only in the here and now,

Can we break free, from life's tight bow,

And find the wisdom, deep inside,

That'll lead us on, towards the light.

So let us heed Gurdjieff's call,

And strive to live, with heart and soul,

To find the truth, that sets us free,

And live the life, we're meant to be.

Julius Evola, a man of great renown poem by Stefano Donno

In the midst of chaos, a voice did rise,

With a call for order, and a search for the wise,

Julius Evola, a man of great renown,

Whose words and ideas, still circulate around.

A warrior-scholar, steeped in ancient lore,

He sought to revive, a way of life of yore,

A path of transcendence, beyond the mundane,

A world beyond time, where the soul could reign.

Through his works, he sought to inspire,

A return to tradition, and a life of higher,

Purpose and meaning, for those who would seek,

A way to live, beyond the worldly meek.

For him, the world was in a state of decline,

And only a select few, could hope to define,

A way forward, towards a higher goal,

To rise above the masses, and free the soul.

Controversial and divisive, his ideas remain,

A challenge to the status quo, and the mundane,

But for those who seek, a higher truth to find,

Julius Evola's works, remain a guide of the mind.

Young Sherlock Holmes poem by Stefano Donno

In Victorian London, a boy did roam,

His mind sharp and curious, he sought to know,

The mysteries of the world, the secrets unknown,

A young Sherlock Holmes, his fame yet to grow.

In school he excelled, but yearned for more,

Adventure and intrigue, he could not ignore,

A chance encounter with Watson, a friend he did make,

Together they solved crimes, no puzzle too great.

A trail of clues led them to an ancient cult,

Whose dark rituals and secrets they sought,

They uncovered a plot, so sinister and bold,

To control the minds of men, a tale untold.

With bravery and wit, they fought to save,

Their city and people, from a dangerous wave,

Of evil and darkness, that threatened to consume,

All that was good, and turn it to ruin.

In the end they triumphed, but at a great cost,

Their friendship and bond, forever embossed,

In history and legend, a tale of great lore,

Young Sherlock Holmes, a hero forevermore.