Thursday, May 26, 2005
stop loving
I'll stop loving you when the sky stops huging the stars
I'll stop loving you when the sun stops shining
I'll stop loving you when the moon stops shining at nights
I'll stop loving you when the river stops flowing
I'll stop loving you when my heart stops beating....
I'll stop loving you when the sun stops shining
I'll stop loving you when the moon stops shining at nights
I'll stop loving you when the river stops flowing
I'll stop loving you when my heart stops beating....
what they say ...
Love...and you shall be loved.
Everyone needs to be loved...
especially when they do not deserve it.
Love is strengthened by working
through conflicts together.
The best thing parents can do
for their children is to love each other.
Love is the only thing that can be
divided without being diminished.
Everyone needs to be loved...
especially when they do not deserve it.
Love is strengthened by working
through conflicts together.
The best thing parents can do
for their children is to love each other.
Love is the only thing that can be
divided without being diminished.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Mary
At the mid-hour of twilight, in the time
When from the west the broken moon doth climb
Pale in the sky, silent & proud & white
Mary stands in the black of night.
Waits till the moon beams, lifting their gleam above
The mountain's battlements, from night's face remove
The shroud of darkness, waits till their lustrous flow
Bathes her limbs in a silver glow.
Now sleeps the garden, the thieving hands of the breeze
Each happy blossom's perfume shamelessly seize;
Tranquil the night is sleeping; but Mary's eyes
Watch the night in the moon-washed skies.
Little by little behind the willow's boughs
The moonbeams thievishly steal, & through the douse
Of the black night, as Mary seeks them, astir,
Eagerly gaze they, seeking her.
Darkness gathers her skirts, & head long flees
From the moon's radiance unto the distant trees;
Sweet, sweet is night; the moon light dewy & deep
Floods the spirit & lulls asleep.
Amidst the garden, happy & whispering hush
Quivers the silken moon in the brook; a thrush
Bursts into song this instant, & from the bough
Carols:" Mary is bathing now."
When from the west the broken moon doth climb
Pale in the sky, silent & proud & white
Mary stands in the black of night.
Waits till the moon beams, lifting their gleam above
The mountain's battlements, from night's face remove
The shroud of darkness, waits till their lustrous flow
Bathes her limbs in a silver glow.
Now sleeps the garden, the thieving hands of the breeze
Each happy blossom's perfume shamelessly seize;
Tranquil the night is sleeping; but Mary's eyes
Watch the night in the moon-washed skies.
Little by little behind the willow's boughs
The moonbeams thievishly steal, & through the douse
Of the black night, as Mary seeks them, astir,
Eagerly gaze they, seeking her.
Darkness gathers her skirts, & head long flees
From the moon's radiance unto the distant trees;
Sweet, sweet is night; the moon light dewy & deep
Floods the spirit & lulls asleep.
Amidst the garden, happy & whispering hush
Quivers the silken moon in the brook; a thrush
Bursts into song this instant, & from the bough
Carols:" Mary is bathing now."
once you talked about love..
you said you loved me, I said nothing
you said you loved me, I didn't care
you said you loved me, I sighed
you said you loved me, I looked in your eyes
you said you loved me, I thought
you said you loved me, I listened to my heart
you said you loved me, I looked in your eyes deeply
you said you loved me, I found somthing in your eyes
you said you loved me, I felt somthing in my heart
you said you loved me, I believed you
you said you loved me, I said I loved you
you smiled, I smiled
you were in my heart
I put my heart in your hands, you touched my heart ...
you said you loved me, I didn't care
you said you loved me, I sighed
you said you loved me, I looked in your eyes
you said you loved me, I thought
you said you loved me, I listened to my heart
you said you loved me, I looked in your eyes deeply
you said you loved me, I found somthing in your eyes
you said you loved me, I felt somthing in my heart
you said you loved me, I believed you
you said you loved me, I said I loved you
you smiled, I smiled
you were in my heart
I put my heart in your hands, you touched my heart ...
Sunday, May 22, 2005
writing for writing
I don't write for reading...I write to know myself more..I wann find myself among the words...
While You Are Away From Me
While you are away from me,
When we must be apart;
Take these words I give to you,
And tuck them in your heart.
Keep them there inside of you,
For only you to hear;
Just know that I am near.
You are the very sunshine,
That shines into my soul;
The value of a smile from you,
Worth more than diamonds and gold.
You are the inspiration,
That causes me to soar;
And with each passing moment,
I only love you more.
You are the song with in me,
The rhythm and the rhyme;
A song that grows much sweeter,
With the passing time.
So take these tender spoken words,
And tuck them in your heart;
Then as long as my heart beats for you,
We'll never be apart.
When we must be apart;
Take these words I give to you,
And tuck them in your heart.
Keep them there inside of you,
For only you to hear;
Just know that I am near.
You are the very sunshine,
That shines into my soul;
The value of a smile from you,
Worth more than diamonds and gold.
You are the inspiration,
That causes me to soar;
And with each passing moment,
I only love you more.
You are the song with in me,
The rhythm and the rhyme;
A song that grows much sweeter,
With the passing time.
So take these tender spoken words,
And tuck them in your heart;
Then as long as my heart beats for you,
We'll never be apart.



