Saturday, July 20, 2013

Missing By David Wagner

 



stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again saying Here.
.
No two trees are the same to Raven.

No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does it lost on you,
You are surely lost. stand still. The forest knows
where you are, you must let it find you.




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Sunday, July 7, 2013

Summer Chimes and Summer Wines by Ellen Ni Bheachain

 


 Listening to the summer chimes,
Of summer sounds of summer time,
Bringing all that nature is,
That shows and sounds like,
Summer chimes,

Chimes of soft winds,
Chimes of soft river streams,
Sounds that say of that time and season,
That summer time sounds so sweet,
It rings the sounds of summer chimes,
With rays of sunlight streaming by,

Summer chimes with summer wines,
Can be the momentum interludes of summer times,
When summer time is to be,
There in natures places,
Full of bloom and hidden places,
Where,
Listening to the summer chimes,
Of summer time,
And sitting and drinking,
A summer wine,

With the summer chimes,
And summer wines,
With summer and its nature sounds,
Bringing out the musical chimes,
Of summer sounds,
Along with summer chance,
And the per chance that evolves,
Bringing summer chimes,
With summer wines,
Of true summer chance,
With love intwined,
And summer wine,

So if per chance,
To meet again,
That evolves and begins,
From summer meets,
Bringing that summer chance,
To summer chimes,
With summer wines,
That begins and lasts,
Within in the hearts of those,
That let per chance happen,
And fall in love,

Then it will continue all year long,
For those that took the chance,
In summer chance,
And let the per chance,
Take it course,
And win,
For love to hear,
The summer chimes,
Sipping summer wine.




Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Schemes

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Schemes are sugar-coated pills,
They look young and yummy,
They dress up as baits
on a fishing pole,
Those who are caught
are unfortunate,
Decent fish swim in deep waters,
They are not easily fooled
by freely offered artificial treats.


Thursday, June 6, 2013

John Ruskin on OPTIMISM



Do not think of your fault; still less of others' faults. Look for what is good and strong and try to imitate it. Your faults will drop off like dead leaves when their time comes.