# Labyrinth

- Link: https://writersworkshopindia.com/2026/07/03/labyrinth/
- Published: 2026-07-03T15:30:23+00:00
- Author: shuktara

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**Author: **Lawrence Fray[⌊A sample cover of the book: green handloom sari with gold embossed nameplate and lettering for the title and author's name. The border of the sari lines the right hand margin of the cover.⌉](https://writersworkshopindia.com/wp-content/uploads/2026/07/Labyrinth.jpeg)
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Pages:** 134 **Year of Publication:** 2026 **Price:** ₹500 **ISBN:** 978-81-995932-
1-3 (9788199593213)

_**About the Author**_
 Lawrence Fray was born in the UK and raised in Ireland. 
He began his working life in music performance and direction, and as an industrial
engineer / production controller for manufacturing processes, before becoming a 
teacher of mathematics and physics. Since then, he has been a school principal, 
educational consultant, and inspector of institutes seeking affiliation with a major
international examinations board.

Although he still accepts some educational training projects, he is semi-retired
and divides his time between Gurugram, Haryana, and Ranikhet, Uttarakhand, where
he hopes that his balcony view of the high Himalayas will inspire him to pursue 
his love of good music and to write better verse.

Lawrence has worked in Zimbabwe, the UAE, and, of course, India, where he has made
his home since 1998. He and his wife, Andrea, try to be helpful to all they meet.

_**Teaser**_

_For Our Fathers: Keeping the Faith_

Famous heroes never die; they stand like demigods,
 Victorious in adversity and 
all the world applauds. Transcending human nature, their names ring through the 
years For they have faced most daunting odds and conquered all their fears.

But heroism thrives in honest lives of humble dignity
 (All honour give to those
who live in quiet simplicity); For the selfless ones who cared for us have greater
spirit shown By raising us from childhood until childhood’s days have flown.

Not for them the burning fire and fury of Achilles,
 The fame that’s found on a 
battle ground in the killing fields; Not for them the sacrifice of Horatio at the
bridge, Standing alone at the gate of Rome, defying sacrilege.

They did not hear the war cry of Cuchulainn at the ford
 Nor see King Arthur brandishing
Excalibur, his sword, But they have seen the beauty of the earth and of the sky 
And of their children’s promise as each day flew by.

Their courage bears the hallmark of a gentle, kinder way
 And seeks not immortality
in a classic, epic lay. But daily care for our welfare, the love that they have 
shown, Makes them heroes in our eyes, known to us alone.

They kept the faith down through the years as they’ve grown old and grey;
 We who
remain must watch them wane before they slip away Into the darkness … or the light…
where all the heroes go Like Beowulf, or Perseus, or Hector, long ago.

Thus our fate, as time decrees, to watch them pass from grace,
 And visit them on
birthdays, to say a prayer and place Flowers at their resting place, for though 
their days have gone, We remember all their love, and when heroism shone.

_**Contents**_
 71 poems spread across 11 sections

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